Ex-husband, Please Respect Yourself

Chapter 132: Didn't She Give You a Slap?

Seeing that she was struggling hopeless. Tyrone hugged her and bowed his head, then kissed her.

Cathy subconsciously turned her face, and the man's lips fell naturally on her cheek.

"Tyrone, enough, why it should be what you said? Have you ever considered my feelings?"

She glared at him with red eyes.

In fact, she didn't know what she was upset about, but her felt very uncomfortable. She had longed for it so long, and now she finally heard this from his mouth. Even if it was taught by others, it should be delightful, but i the end who was he care about was only himself, not her.

He didn't care about her, so he ignored her for three years. If he cared about something, he must get it. He never thought about that if she wasn't willing to do that, would he still want to tie her to his side?

What did he understand?

Tyrone looked at her quietly, reached out and gently wiped the tears from her face, and his eyes became dim. "Don't cry, I just tell you what i am thinking about, you have the right to choose."

After a pause, the finger slid onto her chin. He gently lifted her face and said: "When we divorced, you asked me with the divorce agreement... Have i ever fallen in love with you, if I said yes, will you still want to divorce?"

Cathy's expression was stunned, and her eyes were red and reflected his face, so she didn't speak for a while, and she was a little bit stunned.

After waiting for a long while, Tyrone's eyebrows and he called out, "Cathy."

The woman's wet eyelashes trembled, because of crying, the tip of the nose and the small face were also pink-white, the voice of the sore throat, but there was a ridicule so obvious, "You react very quickly, even if I said no, can you confirm that I love you? Do you think that this temptation is interesting? In all fairness, if you said yes, how many percent of your words i can believe? Should I believe in my own feelings in three years, or should I believe in the word from your mouth?"

Tyrone's thin lips were tight, and the surge of his eyes gradually calmed down. He hugged her into his arms, and his chin rested on her forehead. He said: "No matter which one you believe, it won't be happened again in the future."

This was his promise. For her, he had enough patience and there would be ample time.

Cathy stunned for a few seconds, then she frowned, she felt somewhat funny, and somewhat helpless, she was laughing at herself, obviously she loved him so much, but now suddenly timid, and her helplessness was because of him, was this mature and steady man who did not understand what is the romantic seemed to be unable to understand her words at all, nor did he know and just deliberately ignored it.

She wanted to curse him bravely, but she lost her strength and this kind of desire. When she was quiet, she patted him and licked his arm. Then she said coldly: "I have changed the suit and it got wet because of you. You'd better to replace the wet clothes."

Tyrone suddenly released her and got up and put her down. "You lie down for a while, don't go anywhere, I will come back later."

When Cathy lay down, she turned her back and didn't look at him, just gave him a light reply.

He smashed the quilt and he turned and went out.

Upon hearing the sound of closing the door, Cathy gently turned around and looked at the ceiling. Then she closed her eyes and felt that there were so many unspoken sadness. Was she too greedy?

After Tyrone went out, he stood on the side of the road and thought for a long time. He used to take out the cigarettes when he was thinking. He remembered that the smoke was still in the car, and he stood up for a while again and called Leo.

"Great noon, what happened?" Tyrone's lazy voice came over.

"I told her." The man pulled the neckline, and the deep facial features did not show any emotion.

There was a few seconds of silence over there. Leo seemed to be shocked for a while and reacted what he said. He smiled and said, "Really? She didn't give you a slap?"

Tyrone inserted his pocket with one hand and looked at the rain outside. The figure was straight. He said: "No, but she seems unhappy."

Leo was happy, and sneered a few times before he asked: "What did she say?"

It's weird for her to be happy, if he said it earlier, she would not divorce with him, and would not happen such a damn thing.

Tyrone looked into the distance, squinted his eyes, then kept silent for a few seconds, and simply repeated what Cathy said.

In fact, he can understand both the literal meaning and the deep meaning, but it was not the answer he wanted, that's why it made him feel lost.

Leo comforted him for a while, but the tone was entirely the feeling of take pleasure in his misfortune. "What she meant is that no matter whether she admit if she still loves you or not, she will not accept you easily. Dude, there is a long way to go for you, although you deserve it. But if you think about your wife and children, you will feel worthwhile."

Although, he was still green with envy to him.

He also wanted his wife and children at his home, but he had none.

Cathy was lying in the ward, the chaotic brain was very excited, and there was no sleepiness. The brain was full of words of the man.

Suddenly, when she heard the movement at the door, she immediately coveted and restored her faint expression, just kept lying still.

Smelling the flavor of rice, she rubbed her eyes, looked up and looked at him, and suddenly frowned. "Why haven't changed your clothes yet? Now that the weather is cold, I have a cold, and you still expect me would be guilt?"This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

The man put her dry clothes on the bed, turned around, opened the lunch box in his hand, and smiled lightly. "I was going out for a while, my clothes have already dried, and there is no clothes for me to change. Get up and have your dinner." "

Cathy wanted to reply, you were the one who was the president of the company and you were too poor to buy clothes? But when her words were almost out, she swallowed them.

Why she said these,? It's up to him, and she wouldn't get cold anyway.

With both hands held the bed, she sat up slightly and leaned back, she was so quiet and not noisy.

The man picked his eyebrow. "Do you want to have dinner on your own or I feed you?"

Cathy's face was red and bit her lips. "I can do it on my own."

When she was speaking, she grabbed the lunch box from his hand and bowed her head, using chopsticks to stamp the rice.

In fact, she had no appetite, but she did not want to continue to argue with him, anyway they would get no results, and it was not interesting.

She ate a little of it, then looked up and looked at him. "I'm okay, just need to take a break, then i will go home in the afternoon, if you are busy..."

"I will go back home too, and I'm on the way with you." The man sat in the chair, bowed his head and had his dinner seriously, and interrupted her without lifting his head. Cathy, "..."

Back home in the afternoon, her mother was shocked by her forehead injury, while caring about her child and asking what happened to her.

Cathy was afraid that she would ask more questions. She put the pregnancy checklist in her hand and went back to the bedroom, then called Karen immediately.

"Oh... baby, I have some business here, so I'm still outside, when i go back, i will give you a call later." Her speed was very fast and she's going to hang up. Cathy squinted her eyes and gritted her teeth: "Karen, if you dare to hang up, you don't want to contact me again next time."

Karen, was a pussy, and immediately laughed to the phone." Dear... Are you going back now? Are you still with Boss Raman?"