Chapter 451 - 451: Why Regret It?
Chapter 451 - 451: Why Regret It?
"Really?" Kevin's voice was much relieved.
"Well, I know, you would never lie to me, would you?"
Kevin paused and replied, "yes. I won't lie to you."
"That will do." Savannah curled up her lips.
* * *
The next day, Savannah got a call from Dylan in the early morning. He asked her out for the discussion of their divorce.
When Savannah arrived at the appointed place, Dylan was already there. The murderous look on him made Savannah shudder uncontrollably.
"You've decided?" He asked coldly.
"Yes," Savannah answered firmly. The man in front of her looked pale, and there were dark signs of sleeplessness beneath his eyes.
But it was none of her business. All she wanted was to end the ridiculous relationship with him as soon as possible. If he agreed to have an uncontested divorce with her, it would be better than dealing with it in court.
"Do you forget what you promised Kaiden?" Dylan stared at her, his eyes looking like gray stones without luster.
"Let's keep this from Kaiden first. Wait till he's a little older and able to take it." She averted his eyes, folding her hands tightly.
The last light disappeared in Dylan's eyes.
So, she had everything planned. She really wanted to divorce him, to break off the last relationship with him.
"Good. As you wish." His voice was cold, "I'll arrange an attorney to handle it. And you will get what you want soon."
"Thank you."
"If you want to see Kaiden when you return to LA in the future, call Garwood, and he'll ask Louis to bring Kaiden to see you." He said coldly. This indicated that he would not see her again.
"All right." Savannah nodded.
"Hope you aren't gonna be sorry you made this decision. I wish your happiness, Miss Schultz," With that, he rose and left, without another look at her.
Savannah watched him walking away quietly. She refused to admit that there was a hint of sadness in his tone that made her quite uncomfortable.
***
His attorney contacted her that afternoon and resolved the agreements with her.
Dylan didn't call her again. Maybe his pride stopped him from doing that. A few days later, a copy of the divorce certificate was sent to her. It took short time than she had expected.
Savannah looked at the paper in her hands in a daze. She pushed him again and again, but when she got what she wanted, she felt somehow at a loss. Now they really had nothing to do with each other.
He set her free. They were strangers to each other now.
She remembered his last word that day.
Hope you aren't gonna be sorry you made this decision.
No, of course, she wouldn't. Why should she be sorry? She had wanted to divorce him since she learned about her affair with him. Now that she achieved her aim, why regret it?
* * *
A few days later, Savannah resubmitted her resignation to Director Jenkins. This time, he didn't say anything to stop her again.
Savannah was not surprised. Now that Dylan was willing to divorce her, he would not stop her from quitting her job.
Perhaps, that man had completely given up on her. The day they talked about their divorce was probably the last time they saw each other.
All right. That was what she wanted.
Three days later, Savannah went out of the company with a light heart after saying good-bye to her colleagues.
Outside the office building, an SUV had been waiting for a long time.
The rear door opened when Savannah moved closer, and she saw Kevin sitting in the back seat, smiling at her, with a metal crutch slant beside him.
As a strong young man, he made a quick recovery, and now he was able to get about on crutches. It was just a little inconvenient, and he needed to be accompanied when he went out.
After meeting Dylan that morning, Savannah told Kevin that Dylan agreed to divorce her peacefully. Kevin didn't expect it would be done so fast when Savannah told him she had received the divorce certificate. She must have angered that man or even hurt his feelings. Otherwise, Dylan wouldn't have given up so easily.
Anyway, Savannah was free, and he could be with her under no pressure.
Dan, who was in the driver's seat, nodded to Savannah, grinning.
"Boss asked me to come and pick you up. Come on."
"Thanks, Dan. But Kevin's not completely healed yet. Could you drive Kevin home first?" Savannah said and got in the car.
"Quit?" Kevin looked at her.
"Yeah." Savannah took a deep breath, "Kevin, I'd like to go back to Italy with you soon after you recover. What do you think?"
She made her decision when she got back from Bellomont.
She wanted to leave LA early.
"Have you decided?" Kevin asked after a pause.
"Yes." She nodded.
"Good," he said, the look on his face became much relieved. "Dan will book us the flight."
Savannah smiled and turned, watching the scenery out of the window. She hoped life would become peaceful again after they went back to Italy.
***
Royal Villa
Lionel sat on the couch in the living room, deeply absorbed in thought.
He came from Chicago two days ago.
In fact, he learned that Charlotte left for LA the second day, and he knew she came to see Dylan again. But he was busy with a new project during that time, and he had to finish the tricky business at hand before he came to find his little sister.
Charlotte didn't talk back and looked quite depressed when he gave her a bad scold as if she lost the strength to explain.
He understood why. It must be that Dylan gave her cold shoulders again and made her sad.
It really was a headache for Lionel to stop Charlotte from chasing after Dylan. Though he was her brother, he was helpless when it came to her relationships. Charlotte loved that man for so many years. But he couldn't see the daughter from the Rowe family be so humble in the relationship with a man, and he wanted to bring her back to Chicago immediately. But when he saw how depressed emotionally his sister was, he finally didn't force her to leave immediately and decided to accompany her in LA for another few days.
He stayed in LA for another reason: he hadn't seen Savannah for a long time.
He was concerned about her life and wanted to know how she was, so he secretly sent an assistant to inquire after her.