Chapter 1412 - 1408: Three Years of Marriage Can’t Be Erased So Easily
Chloe Winston felt the climate was a bit dry and unconsciously licked her lips, unaware that the man’s gaze had deepened.
"What do you want my phone for? I’m going to sleep." She had a chilly face, her heart was pounding rapidly, implying that he should hurry up and leave.
Constantine Stewart blocked the door, the man was tall and strong, with long arms and a narrow waist. If she got close, it would be akin to throwing herself into his embrace. Chloe stood still, and the two remained deadlocked.
"Add me as a friend on WeChat and don’t block me." The man spoke with an extremely plain demeanor, looking at her with deep eyes. Having known her for six years, Constantine Stewart knew Chloe Winston’s personality well. Chloe was a person who knew the value of timing. At this moment, the two of them alone in a room, she must be obedient like a little kitten, otherwise, he wouldn’t mind throwing her onto the bed to teach her a lesson.
There was a strange dark light in his eyes, as if expecting her to resist so he could put on a facade of anger and then take action against her. Chloe shivered, quickly grabbed her phone, accepted Constantine Stewart’s previous friend request, and shook it in front of him, patiently saying, "I’ve added you. If there’s nothing else, please leave quickly."
Constantine Stewart saw that she had added him as a friend, and only then was he contented. Instead of leaving, he went to sit on the sofa in the living room and asked, "Do you have coffee at home?"
Constantine Stewart drinks coffee, not tea.
"No, there’s water in the fridge," Chloe Winston said.
The man, upon hearing this, got up to get water from the fridge, took a bottle for her too, opened its cap, leaned against the fridge, and drank, his actions graceful and leisurely, indescribably charming.
"You moved to Spring Prosperity Garden, became Finnian’s neighbor?" Constantine Stewart drank water, moistened his throat, and looked at Chloe Winston lightly.
"Yeah." Chloe’s small face was expressionless.
"Come over, let’s have a proper talk." Constantine Stewart could see she was acting like it was a great enemy, causing him some headache. When he adopted her back then, he put in a lot of effort to make Chloe Winston rely on him, but now it’s like they’ve returned to square one.
"Talk? Talk about what?" Chloe Winston thought of Finnian’s words earlier and asked reflexively, "Are the divorce proceedings completed?"
Speaking of this matter, Constantine Stewart’s face darkened. A few days ago, he remembered this event, unexpectedly finding that the procedure was done efficiently, and the two were officially divorced, leaving him no position to refuse even if he wanted to.
Otherwise, Constantine Stewart wouldn’t be so aggrieved, deceiving security in the middle of the night to let the young woman open the door.
"Yes, it’s done. But the property division isn’t quite right, France requires alimony to the ex-wife; otherwise, it will affect my personal reputation." Constantine Stewart seriously spouted nonsense.
"Can I refuse it?" Chloe Winston frowned. She didn’t want Constantine Stewart’s money; she had her own capabilities to earn.
"No, the divorce already significantly affects my personal reputation. Failing to support an ex-wife will be detrimental to future endeavors." Constantine Stewart said softly, contemplating what assets to give to the young lady.
Back then, when he adopted her, Chloe Winston was young and rebellious. At that time, he controlled her financials to prevent her from running away, leaving him behind. Later, after their marriage, it was somewhat his wicked amusement to deliberately not give her money, so she would coquettishly plead, indulging his every whim.
Constantine Stewart could create a hundred kinds of sweet tricks of conjugal amusement.
Unexpectedly, when divorcing, she asked to leave with nothing. His associate, Zheng Gu, was too timid to bring this up, afraid it would make him angry, resulting in the young woman suffering quite a bit.
Though inwardly annoyed, Constantine Stewart’s strong ego disdained to explain, thus shouldering the burden of stinginess.
Constantine Stewart also realized his possessive nature towards her. Since he found it hard to let go, he couldn’t be lax about assets, considering it compensation.
"I only have the villa on Fulham Road as domestic property. I’ll leave this house to you, pay you ten million a year as alimony. Sound good?" Constantine Stewart soon had an idea. Alimony was secondary; the property prices in the Imperial City have soared these years, the villa on Fulham Road conservatively estimating at two or three billion, valuable yet hard to sell.
However, Constantine Stewart thought it was quite ideal. He didn’t like investing in property anyway; giving the house to Chloe Winston, if he continued to live there, he could find a way to make her come back.
Chloe Winston didn’t have much concept of property, but the villa on Fulham Road was indeed luxurious. She thought it would be at most a billion, still leaving her astonished. She shook her head and said, "I already bought a house, don’t need it. And I don’t want alimony; I can earn myself."
Constantine Stewart furrowed his brow, ignoring her protest, coldly said, "Don’t misunderstand, it’s not for you; it’s for me. I can’t leave myself open to criticism on issues concerning my ex-wife."
Chloe Winston ground her teeth, a flash of anger in her eyes. She knew Constantine Stewart wasn’t so kind-hearted. Whatever he gave her, she’ll donate it all.
"I understand. Anything else to discuss?" Chloe Winston looked at the time; it was almost ten, urging him to leave.
Constantine Stewart got up, seeing her eagerly pushing him to leave. He approached, wedging her against the door panel, his handsome face lowering, speaking softly, "Your condition doesn’t seem as severe as before. Last time, after kissing you all the way, you didn’t vomit. Do you need me to help with your treatment?"
Chloe Winston’s face flushed instantly, burning fiercely, thinking of those times Constantine Stewart kissed her, her body only felt cold, a tremor but she truly didn’t feel nauseous.
"You’re not as averse and disdainful of me as before." The man smiled deeply, "Chloe Winston, we’ve been married for three years. It’s not a sense easily abolished in half a year’s time. You still have feelings for me."
Chloe Winston’s face turned pale, coldly said, "Constantine Stewart, if saying such words satisfies your ego and vanity, keep saying them. I don’t mind."
Constantine Stewart lowered his eyes. Previously, he had used some tactics to keep her, but seeing Chloe Winston’s bright smile on the entertainment shows, he was somewhat enchanted, wanting her to smile at him like that, like a small sun.
"About previously keeping you, I apologize." Constantine Stewart said lightly, seeing Chloe Winston’s eyes widen in shock, small mouth opening slightly, revealing a hint of pink tongue. Suddenly his throat rolled, he lowered and kissed her sweet lips, swallowing her breath, then restrainedly left.
"Though divorced, I hope we can still be friends, and every single woman has the right to accept the pursuit of single men worldwide, including an ex-husband." Mr. Stewart elegantly smiled and said.