Chapter 43 Ethan Came to Visit Again
Chapter 43 Ethan Came to Visit Again
I was taken aback. Ethan had a pleasant demeanor, but his shamelessness that was on another level.
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“The breakfast I brought was prepared by the cook at mypany. Give it a try,” Ethan murmured.
“How did you know I hadn’t eaten?” I shot him a curious nce before lowering my head and continuing to read the document.
Folding his hands together, Ethan leaned forward slightly. That simple movement unexpectedly carried a sense of respect–something I hadn’t quite anticipated.
“Even if you’ve already eaten, have a little more,” he coaxed gently.
It suddenly struck me that no man had cared for me like this in a long while. His words, soft yet persistent, made me feel oddlyforted.
“Thanks.” Today, it was my left hand that received the injection, so at least my right hand was free to finally enjoy a proper meal. “You guessed right. I really dide here without having breakfast.”
Ethan’s brows knitted together. “Why don’t you take better care of yourself? You’re sick and still neglecting meals?”
A mischievous thought surfaced, and I couldn’t resist teasing, “Maybe I knew someone would bring me <i>food</i>.”
His frown eased instantly, and a flicker of emotion shed in his eyes, barely concealed. “Oh? Were you waiting for me?”
The air grew tense with something unspoken. Watching Ethan steal nces at me, I wondered if I had taken the joke too far.
I had no ns to deepen my connection with him, yet I couldn’t help but provoke him. It was reckless of me.
“Mr. Hayes, I have work to finish. You should go,” I said, making my request clear.
“I can help you take a look,” he offered, disappointment flickering across his face.
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Yet, despite my dismissal, he showed no intention of leaving.
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“There’s no need. I can manage on my own.” Some connections only grew moreplicated the deeper they got. Right now, Ethan and I weren’t even close enough to be considered friends. It was best not to rely on him.
“Tiffany, when are you getting a divorce?” His sudden question caught me off guard, especially given my distant demeanor.
I froze for a moment, recalling the chaos I stirred up with Shawnst night. If things went as expected, I wouldn’t have to wait much longer to end that chapter of my life.
“Why do you ask? It’s quite rude to pry into someone else’s private matters,” I said coolly.
“I’m sorry. I just worry about you.” His gaze held an undeniable sincerity.
“Even if I do get divorced, I have no intention of stepping into another
rtionship anytime soon. Mr. Hayes, you’d be better off not wasting your energy,” I replied evenly.
“That’s fine. We have plenty of time.” His lips curved into a deeper smile, though I couldn’t tell what he was hoping for.
I studied him, curiosity flickering in my mind. “Mr. Hayes, have you secretly had a crush on me for a long time?”
Ethan was startled by my blunt question. His ears turned red, and a flicker of unease appeared in his eyes. “Yes, for a long time.”
“I’m sorry, but I have no answer for you.” Leaning back in my chair, I kept my face emotionless. “This marriage has drained all my passion.”
Ethan stared at me, as if struggling to process my words. My rejection was unmistakable, and it clearly hurt him.
“I won’t trouble you too much. I just want to see you a little more,” he murmured, his tone carrying a touch of humility.
I stared at him in silence, a bitter taste rising in my heart. I had never taken the time to truly understand men. When Shawn married me, he, too, had promised a
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lifetime of love, a future spent growing old together. In the end, those words had been nothing more than empty promises, a way to deceive women. I was no longer young and naive. My emotions now came with conditions and practical
considerations.
Ethan seemed like someone inexperienced in love, pure–hearted and filled with hopeful expectations. How could I bear to shatter his beautiful illusions?
Out of responsibility, I chose to push him away as harshly as I could.
“You’ve never been married, while I’ve already experienced it once. We’re not a good match. You should go and find someone else,” I advised him gently.
Ethan lowered his eyes, lost in thought. After a brief silence, he stood up. “Then let’s have dinner another day. If you ever need help, just ask.”
I watched him, puzzled. He hadn’t really acknowledged my rejection.
Without–lingering, Ethan turned and left. He hadn’t pressed the issue, yet I couldn’t shake the feeling that he wouldn’t give up so easily.
Around noon, Yuna called. She was about to be discharged from the hospital and asked me to bring a gift when I came to pick her <ol><li>up. </li></ol>
Recalling the unpleasant argument with Shawn yesterday, I could go pick her up, but I had no desire to see him.
Now that divorce was inevitable, any encounter would only worsen the tension between us.
I grabbed a random gift on the way and headed to the hospital. Susanna, my mother–inw, was already there, carrying homemade food and a pile of fun new toys. Yuna lounged on the couch like a princess, her legs propped up on a chair as she yed a video game. Without looking up, she grumbled, “Grandma, can you hurry up? I don’t want to stay here any longer. This ce smells weird.”