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    Elysia''s actions pushed Dorian to the edge.


    "You really want to divorce me?" he growled, his anger barely contained.


    Elysia met his gaze with a cold, unwavering stare, making it clear she was absolutely determined. In a burst of rage, Dorian snatched the divorce agreement from her hands, tore it to pieces, and flung the scraps onto the floor. "I don''t agree, Elysia! I''m not going to divorce you."


    His childish tantrum earned a coldugh from Amara, but Elysia remained impassive. Her voice was calm and detached: "I knew you''d lose your temper, so I prepared several copies."


    She retrieved another pristine divorce agreement from her bag and handed it to him, ignoring his look of utter disbelief.


    "Look it over," she said. "We split all our marital assets evenly. I''m not trying to take advantage of you—and you''re not taking advantage of me. After you''ve read it, just sign."


    Seeing how resolute she was, Dorian''s anger turned to pain.


    "Elysia, can''t you at least give me a chance? I know I was wrong. After all these years together, how can you just walk away? Please, let me make it up to you. Just give me one more chance, please?”


    Just moments ago, he''d been furious; now, his eyes were red, his voice pleading, his expression pitiful as he looked at Elysia. But all Elysia could think about was Jessica''s face.


    Amara couldn''t take it anymore and cut in directly. “Enough. From now on, just go be with Jessica and stop bothering Elysia."


    Dorian immediately protested, "Jessica? There''s nothing going on between us! Yes, I used to look out for her, maybe I crossed some lines, but that''s over now."


    Amara let out a coldugh and interrupted him. "Why don''t you listen for yourself?”


    "Listen to what?" Dorian''s face darkened.


    Amara took out her phone and yed a recording-the conversation from the coffee shop earlier that day with Jessica.


    As Dorian listened to Jessica


    recalling their past, iming he liked her, his face was filled with disbelief When he


    heard Jessica begginee


    Elysia to let them be together, ke looked like he might explode from


    anger.  ne


    When the recording ended, Dorian silently cursed Jessica a thousand times. He quickly turned to Elysia:


    "Don''t listen to her nonsense! I never


    had feelings forher


    ways saw


    her as a little sister of a friend,


    nothing more."


    "If I really liked her, I would have been with her already. Why would I wait until now?"


    "The truth is, I''ve always been in love with you even before we got married. But you were always chasing me, and I just got used to it. I guess I was too proud to say it out loud."


    Elysia let out a weary sigh. "Even if everything you said is true, so what? You''ve already hurt me. I''m a person, too. Why should I forgive you after everything you''ve put me through?"


    "If saying sorry could fix everything, what would we need the police for?"


    "Think it over, and sign the papers. I''m exhausted and I don''t want to talk anymore. I''m leaving."


    She took Amara by the arm and walked out. Dorian instinctively tried to follow, but Finnian stopped him. "Don''t. It''s toote now."


    Amara brought Elysia back to the


    vi. As soon as they stepped into the living room, theposure Elysia had held for days finally snapped. She hugged her knees, buried her face, and broke down in heart-wrenching sobs.


    Amara''s heart ached for her. She pulled Elysia close and wrapped an arm around


    her shoulders. "Let it out. You''ll feel better once you''ve cried."