After Divorcing my Captain Husband (Chloe and Michael)

Chapter 409 Michael's Unwavering Support

"If she's determined to divorce me like this, why should I go and appease her? Do I really need her?" Michael saw a glimmer of hope now, but he tried to save face. Asher kept his head down, agreeing repeatedly.

He wondered if he had recorded Michael crying for his wife yesterday, whether Michael would still sound so confident now.

Asher left the office, prompting Michael to quickly pick up his phone and try PayPal to contact Chloe.

Feeling that a minimal transaction might not show enough sincerity, he hesitated, then typed a quick transfer of 20,000 dollars, adding a note below: [Whose child is it, after all?]

But just before sending it, he hesitated again.

Deleting it, he revised: [In for a chat today?]

He stared at the message for a long moment, feeling it should be fine, and pressed send.

As expected, just one exclamation mark.

She even blocked him on PayPal.

Michael stared at the failure message, hands trembling with anger.

At that moment, Asher pushed open the glass door. "Any luck with PayPal?"

Michael grabbed a folder from the table and threw it at him. "Get out and get to work!"

Asher shrunk back, silently cursing.

"How could that be? Blocked on PayPal too?"

Damn heartless!

After leaving Lotus Manor, James went to a styling salon, where Chloe was waiting at the entrance.

Seeing him get out of the car, she looked a bit reproachful. "What are you doing here?"

"At the styling salon, of course, to get styled. Or did you think we'd come for breakfast?"

Chloe paused. James indeed had a way with words.

She thought he needed styling for today's event.

But upon entering, two female attendants stood on either side of her, like guardians.

"Sorry, he's the one getting styled."

She smiled at the two of them, and they nodded politely but showed no intention of leaving.

James sat on the sofa, habitually crossing his legs.

"Get her a change of clothes."

Chloe pointed to her own nose with her finger. "Who? Me?"

Taken into the dressing room, Chloe fiddled around in the clothing store and finally emerged from behind the curtain.

Her clothes weren't too fancy, just a moss green satin halter maxi dress.

It shimmered under the light.

"I'll take this one."

It must be said, James was quick with clothes shopping.

Before she even changed, he was already satisfied.

Exiting the styling room, she turned and asked, "So what's the event today?"

James took out an emerald ring from his pocket and handed it to her. "Put it on."

"Hey, wait, can you at least tell me what we're doing?"

James glanced at her and slid the ring onto her ring finger.

"It fits perfectly."

He pursed his lips, lost in thought.

Chloe sighed and could only follow him into the car.

It wasn't until they arrived at their destination that she realized it was a wedding venue.

Clues flashed through her mind, and she quickly caught on. "Today is Maggie's wedding, isn't it?"

James paused for a moment. "Don't mention what shouldn't be said later."

Chloe thought she didn't want to get involved in this mess.

But before she could turn away, she saw the familiar Rolls-Royce.

Michael's long legs stepped out from the back seat, locking eyes with Chloe.

James also saw him and raised an eyebrow at Chloe. "Not going in?"

Gritting her teeth, Chloe said, "Let's go."

She hadn't forgotten that her child with Michael belonged to James.

Michael's heart sank when he saw Chloe standing next to James. The urge to pull her away from James surged.