Chapter 12 

Half an hour ago, Kevin called her again, insisting she must not divorce Finnian and that she should stay with him at the estate for the time being. This left Amara in a bind. 

“Grandpa has withdrawn the divorce application and wants me to stay here, but…” 

Amara hesitated. Finnian cast his eyes down and said, “Let’s go inside first. I’ll handle this.” 

“Alright.” 

The two of them walked in together. Just as they were about to enter, Finnian suddenly asked, “Do you have someone you have feelings for?” 

Amara was taken aback, instinctively replying, “No, why?” 

Why was Finnian asking this? Could he have figured out that she had feelings for him? 

“It’s nothing,” Finnian responded in a calm voice. “If you did, you could have him pick you up.” 

Was he considering her feelings? Amara closed her eyes, cursing him inwardly for being foolish. 

Upstairs, Finnian asked for Kevin’s whereabouts and proceeded directly t 

o the study, while Amara waited outside. 

The door to the study was slightly ajar, allowing Amara to hear Finnian greet Kevin. His voice, cold and devoid of emotion, followed, “I want to divorce Amara. Please don’t stand in the way.” 

“You anger me on purpose, don’t you?” Kevin sounded upset. 

“You should preserve your marriage. Don’t you understand that?” 

“What’s there to preserve in a marriage without love?” 

Finnian’s voice was chilly and indifferent, tinged with a hint of disdain. Amara’s gentle demeanor paled a bit. 

Kevin was furious, scolding, “What kind of attitude is that? How can you treat marriage like a game?” 

Finnian let out a dry laugh, his tone icy. “Have you forgotten how this marriage came to be?” 

This statement silenced Kevin and made Amara clench her fists outside the door. 

Unable to contain his anger, Kevin tapped his cane sharply. “Regardless, you’re married now, and you should make it work.” 

Finnian’s patience was wearing thin, his voice turning more frigid. “Must I spell it out? This marriage was merely a transaction.” 

A transaction, fundamentally involving someone selling and the other buying. The Everly family had given her a substantial amount of money to bring her into the family to lift their spirits. 

Amara knew Finnian meant no offense, but she couldn’t help feeling humiliated. She knocked on the door. “Kevin, I’m coming in!” 

The voices inside paused. Amara patted her face, telling herself, “It’s okay, I can handle this,” and mustered the courage to walk in. 

Inside, Amara saw Finnian standing in front of the large oak desk, one hand in his pocket, his handsome face shadowed with brooding. She lowered her eyes and approached Kevin. 

“Kevin,” she said, her tone calm yet resolute. 

“Finnian and I don’t have feelings for each other. Our personalities just don’t mesh well. It’s better to part ways, or we’ll both be miserable.” 

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She thought about what Liliana had said–that they’d end up as a couple filled with resentment if they stayed 

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together–and couldn’t help but smile bitterly. 

Kevin was about to argue but was stopped by the disappointment in Amara’s eyes. Indeed, given Finnian’s attitude, he clearly didn’t see Amara as his wife. How could she continue under such circumstances? 

After a moment of thought, he waved a hand. “I’ll think about it. You two go on for now.” 

Amara and Finnian left the study, and she quickly made her way downstairs. 

Being in the same space with Finnian made her uncomfortable now. She couldn’t stop replaying his words in her mind, and it made her want to cry. 

As Finnian watched her hurried departure, his gaze hardened. She seemed to avoid being near him. Did she really not have someone she was into? 

After a while, Lisa came downstairs and said Mr. Kevin Everly wanted to see them again, asking them to return to the study. 

Amara and Finnian went back, finding Kevin now changed from sitting behind the desk to sitting on the oak sofa. He sighed and said, “Fine, you can divorce. I agree.” 

Amara was taken aback. Kevin was notoriously stubborn, a fact she had become well acquainted with over the past three years. She hadn’t expected him to relent so quickly. 

At that moment, she didn’t know whether to feel sad or relieved. 

“But,” Kevin continued, shifting the conversation, “wait until a month after Grace’s gone. You two got married to lift her spirits, and if you divorce now, she’d be upset if she’s here.” 

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