Chapter 1385 - 1384: The Whole World Thinks He’s Old
Inside the Office Room, Maxwell Peary glanced at Owen Lewis.
That’s strange, why didn’t he chase after her?
Has he really given up on his wife?
"What’s really going on between you and Annie Davidson?"
Maxwell Peary couldn’t help but show some concern.
Owen Lewis stared at Maxwell like he’d seen a ghost, since when did Maxwell care about his personal life?
"That’s how it is, we’re divorced."
The divorce was inexplicable.
The reason was that he didn’t love her.
Darn it!
Dumping him was one thing, but the reason was because he didn’t like her.
Really...
Unbelievable.
"Do you want to try to get her back?"
Maxwell Peary put down the pen, his brows slightly furrowed.
Owen Lewis looked at him and let out a sigh.
"Forget it, you can’t help with our issues anyway, it’s better for me to handle this myself."
Many times, one doesn’t know what to do and can only wait to see what heaven decides.
"I have no regrets."
That’s Owen Lewis’s stance.
"Stop gossiping about me, go focus on your wife instead."
After saying this, Owen Lewis left directly.
Maxwell Peary: ........
It was his first time caring about someone else’s relationship and this is the outcome?
He swore he’d never meddle with anyone else’s relationship again.
After a busy day, come quitting time, Maxwell Peary invited Yancy Hastings out.
At a tea house in Capital Town —
"You’re still the fastest with news, I didn’t expect you to know I was back."
Yancy Hastings walked over, sat down, and took a sip of tea.
"After being a recluse for so long, I’d almost forgotten the taste of tea."
He smiled, sitting casually across from Maxwell Peary.
"I know you want to ask me what I’ve been doing, what the reason is, don’t ask, I won’t say."
The fewer people know, the better, and it’s all over now.
Now he wants to start a new life, to be with Fiona Sutton properly.
Seeing him like this, Maxwell Peary furrowed his brows.
"You don’t seem like the kind of person who’d become a terrorist."
No matter what happens, Yancy Hastings would never compromise.
Listening to his words, Yancy Hastings smiled.
He gazed at the scenery outside, and remarked leisurely.
"When I thought I was about to die, about to be freed, they told me, Fiona Sutton was pregnant."
He had a child, became a father.
They said they would make Fiona Sutton and his child die before him.
"Maxwell, I want my child to live well, want Fiona to have a peaceful life, I want to be by her side."
It’s a very strange feeling, yet...
He couldn’t resist.
After enduring several days of torture, at that moment, he softened.
His willpower completely collapsed.
In the end, he could only choose to agree.
Seeing Yancy Hastings like this, Maxwell Peary nodded.
He understood.
If he were in the same situation, with Rabina Mitchell...
He too would surely compromise.
"What are your plans now?"
"For now, I’ll take care of Fiona, her health isn’t good, she needs proper nurturing."
Back then, it was expected that Maxwell would be the first among them to get married.
But never did they imagine, Yancy Hastings would be the first among them to become a father.
This feeling is too wondrous.
It’s like having a child is akin to having the whole world.
"You should have a child too, you’re not young anymore."