NOVGO.NET Chapter 414: I Disagree
Chapter 414: I Disagree
Seeing her serious expression, James realized that she was playing a game with him. It seemed she had something to say, so he said in a serious tone, "Go ahead. I’m all ears." He straightened his body.
Yvonne lowered her eyes, paused, and said, "I... I am sterile." James was about to drink the coffee in his hand. When he heard this sentence, his hand shook, and the coffee almost spilled outside. He quickly put the coffee cup back on the table and looked at her in disbelief, "Didn’t you say that everything is OK?"
"I lied to you."
Yvonne had seen all his reactions. Even though she had been mentally prepared, she couldn’t help but clench her fists at this moment. "My uterus is a congenital malformation, so I am sterile. I can’t even have test- tube babies. If we continue to be together, we may not have children forever." Before he could say anything, she simply said it all. James then realized what was going on, and he stared at her and said, "It’s okay to have no children. I don’t care."
He reached out, intending to hold her hands on the table but was avoided. "But I care!"
She abruptly retracted her hands and met his startled gaze. Only then did she realize that she was much too excited, so she calmed herself down and said, "I care. I can’t be so selfish. I can’t let you lose your right to be a father."
"I..."
"Let me finish!"
Before he could respond, she interrupted, "I’ve made up my mind. I will give us three years. If you still haven’t changed your mind after three years, we will continue to be together. If you want a baby then, we... we will divorce."
"I disagree."
He picked up the cup and drank up the coffee as if drinking alcohol, and then he slammed it on the table with a "bang".
Seeing his reaction, Yvonne pursed her lips, "Calm down. It’s for the sake of both of us. A lifetime is too long, and I don’t want you to regret it in the future."
"It’s my decision, so I won’t regret it."
James stared at her with a seriousness in his eyes that he had never shown before. Yvonne looked at him for a while, and finally, she was defeated, so she lowered her eyes and said, "But I’m afraid I will." James was startled at this moment. Yvonne bit her lip and kept silent for a while, and then she looked up at him and spoke quietly.
"Do you know how my mother and my father’s marriage failed step by step?"
She asked a question and replied by herself without giving him a chance to answer, "It’s because they lost their trust in each other after getting married."
When James was about to speak, Yvonne said again, "You must want to say that we won’t make the same mistake, right?" James fell silent.
Yvonne sneered and continued, "But do you know my father may still love my mother? Even though I have been reluctant to admit his feelings for her, it is undeniable that he has been working hard to be a good father. Unlike most widowers, he hasn’t remarried or even dated any woman. Over the years, he has been focusing on raising me. Although taking care of me is his responsibility as a father, I know he can’t forget my mother and is still loving her deeply. But even so, when my mother was alive, he was not a good husband."
...
She continued, "He was very busy and came back home late every day. In the beginning, my mother had waited for him without complaint. She had waited for him every day for years, but she was just an ordinary person, so she finally became tired of this kind of life. Gradually, she became restless, anxious, and even paranoid. She began to distrust my father. Later, they started quarreling and blaming each other. In the end, their marriage became a tragedy. I don’t want us to become like them."
James interrupted anxiously, "Yvonne, I’m not your father, and you’re not your mother. We won’t be like that." Yvonne nodded, "Yes, we are not them, but can you guarantee that you will not change? I believe my father also thought he would treat my mom well forever when he got married, but marriage is full of uncertain factors. Can you guarantee you will be like this forever?" Yvonne asked.
"I promise," James said after a while of silence, "I guarantee that my feelings for you will never change." He looked determined.
Yvonne’s gaze stayed on his face for a few seconds before she showed a helpless smile, and she said, "James, we are not kids anymore. This kind of guarantee is meaningless, isn’t it?" The distrust in her words stood between them like a barrier. He didn’t know how to argue and could only remain silent. Yvonne continued, "I cannot guarantee that I won’t be like my mother one day, so you cannot guarantee that you will not change either. Since we both cannot guarantee, how can we conclude that we will not regret the current decision in the future?" James was unable to answer her question.
"Besides, I don’t want to go the way of my mother. She at least had me during those difficult days, but I will not even have a child after ten years. I will be all alone as I used to be. At that time, I may suspect if you have regretted being with me for no reason. I may want to control you firmly for fear of losing you. I may gradually lose myself and confidence like my mom, and I may even suffer from depression..."
When it came to this, she couldn’t continue speaking. "In short, I don’t want you to regret today’s decision a few years later," she said and closed her eyes tiredly. James paused, slowly reached out to hold her hand on the table, and said, "Yvonne, I can understand what you are worried about, but you can’t deny my feelings for you just because of something that hasn’t happened. It’s not fair."
"That’s why I decided to make a three-year promise with you. I want to give both of us one more chance to choose. Can you understand?" Hearing that, James let go of her hand, slowly retracted his hands, and clenched his fists under the table. After a long time, he relaxed his grips and said, "Okay, I agree to give you three years."
Yvonne breathed a sigh of relief when hearing him say yes. She then took out a document from her bag and handed it over, saying, "Since you agreed, please sign this." James was confused and asked, "What is this?"
Yvonne lowered her eyes and said, "Our divorce agreement." "Why do I need to sign this? I’ve agreed to give you three years." James could not believe it.
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Yvonne suppressed the emotions surging in her heart and said, "This is for your good. After signing this, as long as you change your mind, we can get divorced at any time." James found it ridiculous and said, "I don’t agree. I won’t sign it." He slammed the agreement on the table vigorously, took a sip of ice water, and suppressed the anger in his heart. Yvonne stared at him. He acted as she had expected. She knew he would not agree easily, so she said, "James, I hope you can calm down and think about it. Don’t make the decision so quickly."
"I am calm now," James interrupted, "I’ve agreed to give you three years, and I will never go back on my words. But this agreement is completely unnecessary." As he was speaking, he reached out, picked up the agreement, and tore it to pieces under her gaze.
"You..."
Before she could finish speaking, he threw the fragments on the table, got up, and walked towards the door angrily. Yvonne wanted to stop him but gave up in the end. He was angry now, so he won’t listen no matter what she said. She looked at the agreement torn to pieces on the table and closed her eyes wearily.
"Give me more wine!"
"Mr. Taylor, you can’t drink anymore. Otherwise, you will be drunk."
"You just need to follow my order! Believe it or not... I will ask Danny to fire you." James waved his hand. The waiter didn’t dare to speak more. When he was in a dilemma, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Daniel walked in. When he smelled the strong alcohol inside, he couldn’t help covering his nose and said, "What’s wrong?"
Seeing his boss come, the waiter hurried forward to ask for help, "Boss, Mr. Taylor has already drunk several bottles of wine, and he wants more. I’m afraid he will have an accident if he continues drinking, so I didn’t dare to give him the wine. Therefore, Mr. Taylor is upset." Hearing the waiter’s words, Daniel glanced at the empty wine bottles on the table and then looked at James, who was obviously drunk, slouching on the sofa. He then gestured the waiter to go out
The waiter was very grateful and rushed out like running for his life. Daniel then sat down and said, "James, you cannot continue to drink. I’ll send you home."
"Home? No... I don’t want to go home."
James sat up, put his hand on Daniel’s shoulders, and said, "Danny,
tonight...tonight... I only want to drink... I will not... go home." Seeing that he was already incoherent, Daniel poured a glass of water for him, handed it over, and said, "James, what’s the matter with you? You used to refuse to come to my club to play, but now, you’re unwilling to leave!"
James didn’t answer. He grabbed the glass, raised his head, and gulped down the water. Only then did he realize that he was not drinking wine. With a "bang", he smashed the glass on the table. "This is not wine! I want wine!"
Daniel had no choice but to ask a waiter to bring in a bottle of wine. But as soon as
the waiter put the wine into Daniel’s hand, James snatched it over. He opened the bottle, hold it, and started drinking. His movements scared Daniel. "James, stop it! You will get in trouble if you drink like this."
Daniel quickly seized the wine bottle from James. James found his hands became empty, so he tried to snatch it back but failed. He then got angry in an instant, grabbed Daniel by the collar, and questioned, "Danny, do you think I am an unfaithful husband? Answer me!" He gritted his teeth when speaking.