Rebirth: We Split Ways.. novel Chapter 112

"Penelope!" Dominic's tone of voice was long, but in the next second his sight was on the side of Fred. "Mr. Reed, can I talk to her alone?"

Fred did not state his position but gave the right to Penelope. The latter's expression was light and without a trace of extra sentiment, only the corner of his mouth slightly hooked up a range.

"Yes."

Fred's eyes sank, and before he left, he still did not forget to utter a sentence. "Mr. Archer, since you're already divorced, make it a clean separation. Don't squirm like a woman."

Dominic did not retort, just nodded slightly and watched him leave.

"Want to talk about what?" Penelope's expression was slightly light, just like a normal chat.

Dominic could not help but think of three years ago, the day they received their marriage license. She stood next to him somewhat shyly, and the photographer took their first photo together with a camera.

Thoughts could not help but be pulled a little farther away, and back to his senses. His gaze fell on her face.

"Three years ago, why did you hide your identity when you married me?"

Penelope did not expect him to ask her this question. Now that they were divorced, the answer had long since lost its significance to her.

"Why do you want to know about that?"

Dominic's eyes were fixed on her, they were deep and bottomless like the ocean.

"Answer me. That's enough."

Penelope lowered her eyes, her thoughts pulled back a long way.

"My family doesn't support me being with you, but I feel compelled to be with you."

So, she put down all her status and position, betrayed her family and friends, and chose him without hesitation.

Only the result was unsatisfactory.

"Fortunately, now, I have understood the reality clearly, and I also know that if love does not go both ways, all wishful thinking is just causing trouble for the other person. When I was young, I was blind and fell in love with someone I shouldn't have, but now my eyesight has been cured. We should stop wasting time now.”

After finishing her sentence, Penelope brought a touch of self-deprecation to the corner of her mouth. "Mr. Archer, our talk is over. I should go."

Penelope stepped on her seven-centimeter-high heels and left, leaving behind a proud and independent figure.

...

Even, he once thought that Penelope was just lucky, a sparrow who turned into a phoenix. How could he know that someone was originally a phoenix?

Warren: "What to do? I think my face hurts a little."

"That's the richest family, the Reed family! The whole world would tremble when they stomp their feet. I don't know if it's too late for me to apologize to Penelope now."

"..."

Warren sent several messages in a row, and the group was silent.

It was also true that anyone who encountered such a reversal could not accept it, right?

The news about Penelope hung on the internet for a whole week before the heat dissipated.

Penelope rested at home for a few days before deciding to fly back to Seattle. Vincent personally sent her to the airport.

When she was about to board the plane, Vincent handed her a document.

"What's this?"