A Life Debt Repaid

Chapter 1492

A Life Debt Repaid Chapter 1492-Sam appeared nonchalant, but his fingers clenched on the steering wheel,

revealing his emotion.

Still, he soon drove steadily into Saunders Mansion, and Quinn helped Ryan out of the car.

He was basically leaning his whole body against her, and they appeared intimate-even trained-probably because they were used to doing that.

Everyone headed to the drawing room, with Marvin and Lindsay feeling a little nostalgic.

It had been over two weeks since they had been home, and they did not really sleep soundly on a different bed-one always finds better comfort in their own

bed.

That was why Marvin and Lindsay immediately went back to their rooms to sleep. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

With Ryan saying he was tired as well, Quinn wheeled him to his room.

No one else was in the living room save for Sam, who sat there waiting.

He could have left, but he promised Ryan to wait since Quinn had something to say.

He kept waiting without knowing how long it would take- maybe she and Ryan were already asleep and would sleep all the way to the evening.

However, when Sam prepared himself to wait a day, he suddenly found Quinn coming down the stairs alone.

His heart raced as he straightened, his body stiffening.

Quinn calmly sat down beside Sam, but they were both awkwardly quiet-feeling neither like spouses nor family just then.

Sam suddenly thought that his life was as foolish as it was hilarious.

“What did you want to tell me?” he asked bluntly, not inclined to give himself hope.

He did not want to stay in the same room too long with Quinn either, in fear that he would regret it.

In reality, he regretted his choice all this while, but he had no choice.

Quinn looked at him just then, and she said slowly and clearly, “Let’s get a divorce.”

Sam looked at her cool demeanor in turn and was caught off guard by the sudden aching in his chest.

It felt as if he clubbed on the chest, knocking the wind out of him.

He pursed his lips, his fingers clenching.

It was not as if he did not expect this.

If anything, he knew this would happen.

He just did not expect to be so overwhelmed when Quinn said those words so nonchalantly, even feeling like he almost blacked out.

He bit his lip until it paled just to keep himself conscious and rational-he refused to embarrass himself in front of her.

In the silence, Sam suddenly smiled as if it was natural.

Quinn did the same, although her eyes were red.

She actually thought he would feel something, but he did not.

Nodding, Sam said, “I’ve prepared a divorce agreement. We can sign it now if you’re in a hurry and then formalize it at the civil bureau.”

So he was prepared…

But it was only natural—why would he feel attached since he already handed her off to Ryan?

She said, “We can do it whenever.”

“I have a meeting this afternoon, actually,” Sam said. “Let’s do it tomorrow. I’ll come by in the morning.”