Chapter 73 I Don’t Want To
Divorce You
Renee felt a sudden flash of anger and shot a discreet glare at William, but he pretended not to notice.
“Felix, it’s time for you to rest. I’ll ask the nanny to come and stay with you,” she said,
trying to shift the focus away from the situation.
Renee couldn’t stay overnight, so the nanny always kept Felix company. Thankfully, Felix was a sensible child, understanding that Renee had important work to do. As her behind–the–scenes role as a heroine required discretion, their relationship had to remain a secret from many.
“Okay, Mommy. Goodbye, Mommy. Goodbye, Mr. Mitchell,” Felix said, waving cheerfully.
As Renee and William walked out of the hospital room together, she immediately pulled a long face. William, acting as if he hadn’t noticed, cheerfully invited her to dinner.
“Nene, want to grab a bite together? It’s been ages since you were last in Tofral. You’ve probably unfamiliar with those fancy new restaurants, right? Let me take you somewhere tasty.”
“You actually know which restaurants are good?” she shot back, her tone dripping with
sarcasm.
Though William was born and raised in Tofral, his strict upbringing meant he had to be
home by a certain time every day, so eating out was a rarity. Later, when he joined the
army, it was Renee who took him to try new places, which he often criticized as
extravagant and wasteful.
“I often have to entertain clients. Of course, I know,” he replied confidently.
Oh, right. She’d forgotten that he was a businessman now.
As they continued talking, Renee asked, “Why did you start a company? Did your parents actually approve of you going into business?”
Knowing Eric’s personality, Renee found it hard to imagine how he could have agreed. “If I said it was because of you…” William said, his voice dropping slightly.
“If you don’t want to tell me the truth, then forget it.” Renee rolled her eyes. She used to think William was too rigid, always following the rules to the letter. Now, with his smooth–talking charm and lack of genuine sincerity, she found him just as off–putting.
“Don’t be mad. I’ll tell you everything,” William said, reaching out to take Renee’s hand, but she shook him off.
“Nene, when did you learn how to fight?” he asked, his eyes following her as she walked ahead.
Renee’s stride was purposeful, and William couldn’t help but notice her confident pace. He frowned, sensing something had changed–she seemed different, like she had undergone professional training.
“After leaving you, I discovered my true path. I realized how foolish and naive I was, chasing after you and living a life that lacked purpose,” she said calmly.
She wasn’t trying to provoke William; she was just speaking the truth, her tone steady and unbothered.
“So, you learned to fight? Is that your new life?” he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.
Renee stopped walking for a moment, her gaze shifting toward Nixon, who was approaching them from a distance. Her expression turned cold, and she answered William’s question without looking at him.
“It’s just for self–defense. That way, I won’t be taken advantage of. If someone tries to harm me, I’ll kill them with one punch,” she said in a voice as cold as her gaze, now fixed on William.
She added, “William, stop bothering me. Although I’m not sure I can do anything to you, I’ll use my last resort if I have to. I hope we can part on good terms. We weren’t happy when we were married, and I don’t understand why you can’t just leave me alone now.‘
“Because I don’t want to divorce you. I told you from the start that I didn’t want a divorce. I wanted to explain, but you never gave me a chance. I…” William began, his voice softening.
“Renee…” Nixon hurried over, breathless as he reached them, his face flushed from the
rush. “Hey, William. I see you’re here as well,” Nixon said, catching his breath.
Renee remained indifferent, though it had been three years since she last saw Nixon. She could tell from his relentless attempts to find her that he had an agenda, and it certainly wasn’t driven by fatherly affection.
“Nixon, if you have something to say to me, just say it. Don’t waste my time.”
