Mr. Norman, She's Out of Your League Now novel Chapter 68

Brian could easily hear the bitterness in her voice. There was no mistaking the resentment behind her words.

It was only much later, after their divorce, that he learned what had happened. He learned that she was accused of pushing Lydia and was forced out by the Perry family because of it.

Her tone made it clear she had never let go of those memories.

He hesitated for a moment before finally speaking. "About what happened with the Perry family back then—"

Charlotte cut him off sharply before he could finish.

"Can we not talk about the Perry family? You're really killing the mood. I know you've always been on good terms with them, but there's no need to defend them in front of me. Whether it's the Perry family or you, as far as I'm concerned, all of that is in the past. I have no interest in hearing about it."

She assumed he was speaking on their behalf, attempting to justify what they had done. Her emotions surged, and she lost control for a moment, cutting him off before he could explain.

But that was not Brian's intention at all. He had meant to tell her that he had looked into the matter himself afterward.

However, after hearing her sharp rejection, his expression turned grim. He gave up on saying anything more.

The tension inside the car grew heavier, weighing down the space between them.

Brian's voice turned harsh. "Is that really what you believe?"

Charlotte replied with a cold sneer. "What else am I supposed to believe?"

She turned to face him, her eyes filled with disdain. "Shall I remind you, Mr. Norman? Back then, in order to marry Lydia and secure a proper match, you had no problem divorcing me. Have you forgotten that so easily?"

Every word she spoke was sharp, cutting deep.

Brian's expression grew even uglier. His face tightened, and his lips were pressed into a hard line.

Charlotte's voice remained calm as she replied, "Something like what I'm wearing. Around 50 thousand dollars should be fine."

She made sure to mention the price on purpose, keeping it modest.

Brian's gaze darkened. It was obvious to him that she had deliberately chosen something in that price range, as if to draw a line between them. She was making it clear she had no intention of owing him anything.

His mood soured instantly. Without giving her the chance to argue, he ordered the shop assistant again, this time more forcefully. "Bring out the most expensive dress you have."

"I don't need that," Charlotte snapped, her tone firm.

She turned to the shop assistant and repeated, "Please just show me something that's around 50 thousand dollars."

Brian ignored her completely, his voice leaving no room for argument. "The most expensive one."