Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 387

However, Liam’s stoic demeanor wasn't going to let him have it too easy, he wasn't even as good as Owen.

People were like this, always thinking others have it better, but in the eyes of others, they were just as good.

Lucinda and Tiffany were exchanging women's secrets under the gazebo, while Nathan was squatting outside his wife's bedroom door, as if he'd stay there until hell froze over if his wife didn't open the door.

Knowing the story of this old couple, no one interfered, letting the two of them carry on.

Janice wasn't just snoozing, she couldn't sleep at all.

After a stalemate between the couple, Janice felt it was a loss to lock herself in the room over a no- good man. The weather was so good that she should go out for a walk and enjoy the scenic beauty of Ascend Estate.

With that thought in mind, Janice changed her clothes and opened the bedroom door.

"Honey."

The old man, who had been on guard, was overjoyed when he saw the door open. He quickly stood up and handed over the tray, "Honey, you haven't had breakfast, I brought it up for you."

Janice glanced at the breakfast and stared at him, her tone flat, "Mr. Blue, you've got the wrong person, I'm not your honey."

"We're not divorced, so naturally, you're my wife."

Nathan, knowing there was no one else upstairs, decided to stick to his guns, insisting on calling her his wife.

Janice was exasperated.

She wanted a divorce, but he wouldn't agree. She was indeed still his lawfully wedded wife.

Pushing away the tray, Janice said icily, "I'm not hungry."

With that, she turned to leave.

Nathan reached out to grab her but was forcefully shrugged off.

"Nathan, I warn you, don't lay a finger on me, or I'll never forgive you!"

"Honey, I just wanted you to stop and have breakfast."

Nathan put on an innocent face.

"I told you, I'm not hungry!"

"How can you not be hungry? I asked, you didn't eat much last night, it's been such a long time, you must be starving. Honey, have breakfast first, then we can talk."

Janice was fuming, "Nathan, when did you become so shameless? I told you not to call me honey, I'm not your wife and I don't want to be your wife. You have a bunch of mistresses, Ms. Porter is still waiting for me to step down. You like her so much, call her your wife!" This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Nathan was relieved to see her so upset.

If she was truly indifferent to him and couldn't even be bothered to lose her temper, then their relationship would truly be over.

"Honey, I never touched Madeleine. She's Hayden's woman now."

Nathan tried to explain his relationship with Madeleine, but remembering the past few years of their constant companionship, he found it hard to explain. He could only insist that he had never touched Madeleine.

Madeleine's scheme to seduce Nathan failed, instead, she spent the night with Hayden and the entire Blue family found out. It was a devastating blow for her.

These days, she had been locking herself in her room, refusing to eat or drink, causing great concern for the Porter family.

Nathan knew that Madeleine's room was stocked with snacks, so even if she locked herself in her room for half a month, she wouldn't starve.

The Porter family wanted to make a scene at the Blue family's house, but realized it was their daughter's fault. Even if they confronted the Blues, they wouldn't have a leg to stand on.

The day he beat up Hayden, Hayden claimed he was innocent and that Madeleine had ruined his reputation, causing his marriage to fall apart. He argued that he should be the one to confront Madeleine.

This made the Porter family so angry they almost had a stroke.

Naturally, Mrs. Porter was given a tongue-lashing.

Mr. Porter realized he was partially to blame, as his daughter's schemes to seduce Nathan had been going on for a long time and he had always known about it.

But this time, she made a mistake.

In short, the Porter family was in total chaos.

Janice, through her daughter, found out about the aftermath of that night.

Her children told her that Nathan had never laid a hand on Madeleine, so what?

He was a philanderer, always attracting women wherever he went. When he was young, there were many women who admired and pursued him. Now, at his age, his charm hadn't faded, and his luck with women hadn't diminished. Even young girls like Madeleine were attracted to him.

It was said that Madeleine fell in love with him before she even came of age.

Janice looked at her husband. She was forty-eight years old, and her husband was two years older than her, making him fifty. A fifty-year-old man, well-preserved, looked nothing like Keith's father, more like Keith's brother.

Plus his status and position, such a mature and stable man was indeed appealing to young girls.

"Nathan, we have nothing to discuss unless it's divorce."

"Honey."

"I was crazy for twenty-odd years, but I still remember some things, Nathan. Don't think that just because Lucy is back and I've regained my sanity, everything from the past can be erased. You can't erase what you've done, no matter what your reasons were. You wronged me, and that's a fact.

"I don't want to mend our relationship either. I don't believe in mending broken mirrors. Our children are grown now, and for their sake, I don't want to make a scene with you. Please maintain your dignity as the head of the Blue family and stop acting like a rascal in front of me."

"Nathan, let's part on good terms," Janice began, her voice steady and resolute. "I understand why you didn't want to divorce when I was unstable, when Keith was just a boy, and my family was less than supportive. You were worried about me, and for that, I thank you. You've put up with my madness for over two decades."

Without giving Nathan a chance to reply, she continued, "Nathan, let's divorce. I can take care of myself now, you don't need to keep looking out for me. I don't want to go back to that house, or be known as your wife anymore. I regret not letting you go all those years ago. I regret the separation it caused between me and Lucy. My words end here. Please, stop pestering me."

With these final words, Janice once again turned to leave.

Nathan tried to stop her, but she deftly evaded his grasp.

"Nathan, this is the Andersons' place. Unless you want her to become a laughing stock, I suggest you behave yourself."

Janice's stern warning successfully deterred Nathan from any further attempts to hold her back.

Yes, this was the Andersons' home, he couldn't act recklessly. He had to consider his daughter after all.

All Nathan could do was stand and watch as Janice walked away, leaving him behind. The weight on his shoulders hadn't lessened, the road to mending their marriage was still long and winding.

Nathan could only offer a weak smile in return.