Chapter 105 An Amicable Divorce
Lucian’s attention was focused on the documents.
Hearing this, he replied indifferently, “Lily, it’s all in the past.”
Lily’s eyes were red, and her lips were pale from biting them.
She persisted, “I was your girlfriend for two years. I should have the right to know, right? When we were together back then, did you ever like me?”
She had never asked this question before.
Their relationship had started by accident. They often met to discuss preparations for the school dance, and the news of their relationship spread as they spent more time together.
Later, someone teased them, asking if they were together. Lucian didn’t respond, probably due to his pride as a top student.
He couldn’t bother to explain something so baseless. But to others, his lack of response meant it was true. So, Lily became his girlfriend as a matter of course.
Lucian looked up and met her gaze. Unlike her, he was calm and composed.
“There’s no need to explain yourself,” Lily interrupted him and smiled mockingly, which looked
worse than crying.
She took two steps back.
“Why would I ask such a stupid question? A man who hasn’t even held my hand for two years,
how could he possibly like me? But it’s not your fault either. After all, you told me early on to
pursue my happiness if I met someone I liked.”
Perhaps it was because she did not want to hear another word from Lucian. Lily left after
speaking, without even bothering to pick up the documents on the table.
Lucian closed his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose, and opened them wearily after a few
He picked up the phone and said, “David, take the documents to Lily.”
After David left with the documents, he opened the top drawer of his desk, where he kept a wristwatch.
The metal back cover was engraved with the logo of a luxury brand, but it was not a model released by their company. It was custom–made.
The same as the one he had given Paul at the welcoming party, but this one was a bit older.
Calista held a pair of tweezers, carefully attaching a thumb–sized porcelain fragment back to its original piece when her phone rang.
She had put her phone on silent, fearing it would affect her work. But when the screen lit up again, she glanced at it. It was a call from Jacob.
He had called her a few times before, trying to persuade her to return to the studio to work.
Calista put down the tweezers, wiped her hands with a damp cloth, and then answered, “Mr. Xanders.”
“Are you free later? Let’s have a meal together.”
Jacob was around the age of her grandfather. Calista couldn’t bear to refuse him, so she agreed.
“Alright, I’ll let you know after I make a reservation later.”
It would be impolite to meet him empty–handed. Besides, he had taken great care of her during her time in Justa Workshop.
After tidying up a bit, Calista set off to prepare to buy some gifts at the mall. Just as she opened the door, she met with Paul, who was right outside her door.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by a teasing remark, “Did you know I was coming
and prepared to greet me at the door?”
Calista knew he was joking and didn’t take it seriously.
“Why are you here?”
Paul replied, “I happened to be passing by and thought I’d come up to see if you were settling in
well. The security guard at the entrance told me someone tried to bother you last night.”
He didn’t mention that he had specifically asked the security guard to keep an eye on her apartment
The security guard had called him when he noticed someone causing a racket. However, he was out of town at the time and couldn’t come in time. Calista stepped aside.
“It’s been resolved. Would you like to come in?”
Paul glanced at the high heels she was wearing and asked, “You’re going out?”
Yes, I have dinner plans with an older friend tonight, and I was planning to pick up a gift for him at the mall.*
“There’s a mall nearby that has everything for all ages. I happen to be free this afternoon. Would you like me to take you there?”
Calista didn’t know about the mall Paul mentioned. Although she had been living here for some time, she mostly stayed at home and had only been to the restaurants nearby.
“Sure, that would be helpful.”
You’re even more polite now after all these years. Back then, our families used to be so close. You even climbed over the wall into my backyard to pick fruits. I didn’t see you feeling embarrassed back then.”
Calista chuckled embarrassedly.
“I was young and didn’t know any better.”
Back then, her mother was still around, and she was pampered by her parents, spoiled, and a bit
When she saw that the pear trees in Paul’s yard had fruits, but no one picked them, she climbed
over and picked two.
Little did she know that Paul was reading a book in the yard and caught her red–handed. She was
startled, and one of the pears slipped from her hand and landed on his head.
Thinking back on it now, it was embarrassing! Paul seemed lost in thought, with nostalgia in his
Those were the days, huh!”
Calista thought he was reminiscing, and she comforted him with a smile.
“People have to grow up and live life.”
Paul looked at her and smiled wryly.
“The way you are now, it feels like I’m seeing my former philosophy teacher from classes.”
Calista remained silent, and he changed the subject.
“How are things with Lucian?”
Whenever this topic came up, Calista felt a surge of frustration. She had lost the lawsuit last time, and she would have to wait three months before she could file another appeal.
Moreover, judging by the situation of the previous trial, the outcome wouldn’t change even if she filed for divorce for another time. Her mood visibly turned sour.
“No, I doubt it will ever be resolved in this lifetime. Do you happen to know any lawyers better than Timothy?”
Although Paul knew Lucian and Calista were going through a divorce, he hadn’t paid particular attention to it.
He only heard a few things occasionally when they gathered with friends. He didn’t expect it to escalate to the point of going to court.
He shook his head, “No.”
At least not in recent years. He hadn’t heard of lawyers in the legal and political circles who could match Timothy’s skills.
“It might be hard if you want to take the legal route. It might be better to have a conversation with Lucian. Even in divorce, it’s best to part amicably.”
Calista was even more frustrated and began to protest, “You don’t understand. He’s not a
reasonable person at all. He’s the stubborn type. It would be a miracle if he would listen to reason. He’s intentionally delaying the divorce. It’s his way of making sure everyone would suffer with
Paul looked at the Calista with a complex expression and said, “Lucian is not the type to hold