my car.”
My heart tightened. “Are you okay?”
“With that flashy but useless sports car of his, he thought he could mess with my modified SUV?” Norman’s tone carried a hint of pride, giving his mature and rugged features an almost boyish charm.
For a moment, it felt like time had rewound, and saw the young boy who used to secretly buy me lollipops.
Norman picked up the divorce agreement lying on the ground. “Julian’s refusing to sign?”
“Yeah.” I frowned in frustration. “I have no idea what he’s thinking. If we’re both so sick of each other, why can’t he just let go?
“Just a greedy bastard who wants everything,” Norman spat, then glanced at me cautiously.
After confirming I wasn’t upset, a subtle trace of satisfaction appeared in his expression.
“Julian must’ve planned this in advance, choosing such a remote location to give you a hard time.”
“Not really,” I replied with a small smile. “We used to come here on dates.”
Norman’s face darkened. “What could you possibly do here?”
“Just walking around, stopping by the church to light a candle, that sort of thing.”
Suddenly, Norman took my hand. “Come on, I want to visit the church too.”
It had been two years since Julian and I last came here, but the pastor re immediately.
nized me
“You seem radiant, at peace. It looks like you’ve found your true path. Congratulations,” the pastor said warmly.
Norman gave a polite nod in return. “Pastor, how much did Julian Ford donate to the church? I’ll give a hundred times that.”
With his generous donation, Norman not only topped the church’s donor list but was also given a silver cross pendant as a token of gratitude.
He gently fastened it around my neck. “Violet, from now on, nothing will ever shake us again.”
I was fingering the delicate cross when, by chance, I glanced up and saw Julian returning, his expression unreadable.
