Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 568: Chapter 568: Zaiden Santos, Let’s Divorce

The mother-in-law called out several times, but the only response she got was the sound of the closing door.

“They become more disobedient as they grow older.” The mother-in-law grumbled twice before turning her head away.

Ann laughed instead: “Harlow is doing great, he has built his own company abroad, you can enjoy the good life, mother-in-law.”

Xandra was still peeling pistachio nuts, one after another.

The look in her eyes was devoid of any trivial emotions, like pear flowers falling into the ocean, disappearing into vast endlessness.

Jasmine noticed that Xandra had peeled one nut after another, the little bowl was full of shelled pistachios.

She was hunched over, sincerely focused on what she was doing, as if the entire world only consisted of the act of peeling pistachios.

A sixteen-year-old girl, with fair skin and childish innocence, was genuinely heart-rending.

“Xandra… Xandra…”

“Huh.” Xandra raised her head.

Her eyes were shimmering brightly, with her long eyelashes notably beautiful.

The mother-in-law patted her head: “I called you several times before you heard me. You’ve peeled a whole bowl of them, stop peeling now. Give some to your Brother Harlow, he used to love them.”

Xandra shook her head: “I won’t give any to him.”

Hearing her child-like words, the mother-in-law laughed, “Did your Brother Harlow bully you again?”

“No, I peeled these for Sister Ann and Sister Jasmine, not for Brother Harlow.”

Having said that, Xandra placed all the pistachios in front of them.

Ann took one to eat, and just as she finished her phone rang.

“I’m going outside to take a call.”

Ann went to the courtyard outside the villa, her beautiful face slightly frowning, red lips puckering into a line.

“Hello.” Her voice was very soft, also very tender.

But within this softness lay a sense of indifference.

It was as if it would dissipate with a gust of wind.

“The housekeeper said you didn’t come home today.” The other line was Zaiden Santos’ cold and slightly dissatisfied voice.

“Yes, so what?”

“Where have you been?”

“Just chatting with friends and having some afternoon tea.”

“Which friend? Do I know them?”

“Zaiden Santos, you’re annoying, I never ask about your affairs.” Ann was angry.

A chill took over her exquisite face, her eyebrows knitted together tightly.

Indeed, Zaiden Santos was very annoying.

“You think I want to ask you?” Zaiden was somehow angry too, “Get back home before ten.”

“Sorry, I don’t feel like going home today.”

Ann’s temper flared up too, at Zaiden’s words, she had an accumulation of dissatisfaction in her heart.

“Ann, are you playing hard to get again? Hmm? You always wanted me to sleep with you, now I’m giving you this opportunity, are you unhappy? Not pleased?”

“Zaiden Santos, bugger off!”

Angry, Ann leaned against the trunk of a tree in the courtyard, her slender figure trembling slightly under the streetlight; her nails almost broke.

“What, did I say something wrong? Who was the one who insisted on marrying me against all odds?”

Ann fell silent, her palm against the cold, hard tree trunk.

Around her heart, ripples seemed to spread.

“Zaiden Santos, let’s get a divorce.”

In the breeze, these words floated lightly, like ghosts. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Around her, only the sound of the wind and the rustling of bamboo leaves could be heard.

This was the first time Ann had taken the initiative to mention “divorce”.

Even Zaiden had never proposed these words before.

On the other end, suddenly there was a deadly silence.

Not a single sound.

After a while, Zaiden spoke slowly: “So, what kind of game do you want to play this time? Hmm? Are you confident that you will still be able to get the company from grandfather, so you have nothing to fear? Ann, I didn’t expect you to be so calculative.”

“Think whatever you want.”

Ann raised her head, her eyes were slightly red.