Chapter 50
Chapter 50
Cold sweat trickled down her back.
Almost like a reflex, she quickly closed her laptop.
She never would've done that if she was writing her dissertation.
But she was distracted and started a new document to text a plan.
A plan to get divorced within three months.
She hoped to finalize the divorce with Elijah before she hit seven months pregnant.
Only then can she peacefully go through her pregnancy and welcome the arrival of her twins.
If the divorce doesn't go smoothly, she'll have to resort to the last resort-v
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That's the worst-case scenario.
She wanted to live and work in A Country, where her home was, and hoped her children can be born
and grow up here.
Her actions just now pissed off Elijah.
Was he interested in her dissertation?
Or did he suspect that she wasn't working on her dissertation but something else?
Seeing his face turn stern, she quickly stood up and headed for the door.
"Are you not interested in the book I gave you?" She carefully asked, then quickly made her way to the
living room. "Don't underestimate this book. It's not just theoretical, it also has a lot of tips on how to
take care of your body. The author is my mentor's professor, a very distinguished one."
As she was talking, she picked up the book that was tossed on the table.
Elijah was so engrossed in her explanation that he forgot to cut her off.
"You can read it when you're bored. You can start from any chapter." She added.
Lacey: "Is the book really that good? You've piqued my interest. I might just buy one myself."
"I'll buy you one tomorrow." Violette answered with a smile.
Lacey: "Oh no, I couldn't possibly. I can buy one myself."
"YThis book is very affordable. There's a sale at the bookstore, it's only eight dollars." Violette said,
causing Lacey's smile to stiffen a bit.
Lacey wasn't looking down on the cheap book, but she felt somewhat embarrassed.
She pissed Elijah off and her peace offering was a book that cost less than ten dollars?
There's nothing wrong with giving him a discounted book, but could she not mention the words 'sale'
and 'eight dollars' in front of him?
Violette noticed the awkward atmosphere.
She took a deep breath, picked up the gift box on the table, and said: "This gift box isn't cheap, you
know! It costs more than the book!"
Even if the gift box was more expensive than the book, it couldn't be by much.
Lacey: "Thank you, ma'am! I'll go prepare dinner for the you."
Violette turned to look at Elijah's face.
He wasn't as stern as before.
It's not that he's not angry anymore, but he felt that being angry with her was pointless.
She gave him a gift that cost eight dollars, the absurdity of it all gave him such a headache that he
couldn't feel the pain anymore.
Seeing his calm face, she let down her guard.
"Elijah, why did you go to my school to see Dr. Mitchel this afternoon? Are you not feeling well?"
Violette asked out of concern.
The calm on Elijah's face was gone.
Before he could lash out at her, she quickly picked up a banana and handed it to him.
"Here's a banana, I'll be in my room."
She stuffed the banana into his hand.
She accidentally brushed against him and the skin contact felt like an electric shock.
She quickly pulled back her hand, her cheeks flushed.
Before she could leave, he put down the banana, grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"You haven't explained what happened this afternoon." His voice was low and intense.
Whether she gave him a cheap book or an expensive one tonight, she owed him an explanation.