Sir, Madame Has Run Away Again!

Chapter 462

“How do you want me to prove it?”

“Give up your revenge and set aside your resentment towards him. Instead, divorce him immediately!” Eric looked at me. “Only by doing this can you prove that you really don’t love him anymore.”

“Never!”

“You can’t let it go, can you? It’s exactly like I said! Once lovers, love always remains. You have so much history with Carson Boyer, so how could you easily top him? So stop pretending! If you refuse to get divorced, it proves that your supposed revenge is just to get him back. You want to clip his wings and return him to his destitute state so he’ll come crawling back to you. I’ve seen plenty of women like you!”

“No, it’s not what you think!”

“Stop denying it. Over the past few days, I’ve seen clearly that you’re not a woman who wants to start a new life. Instead, you are a woman still wallowing in the past, rejecting the advances of those around you. you. No matter what I do, you’re tough. When others take a step forward, you take a step back and vice versa. Lilian Hawkins, is there any point in this game of tug and tug?”

“Who says I’m playing tug and pull?” I glared at him.

“You are not? You know I love you, so you want to use me to crush your husband and leave him helpless so he can come back to your side once more. However, you cannot bear to part with your trading currency. Mentally, you are still a traditional woman, so you are afraid that you will not be able to stand up to your husband if you cheat on him physically. So you’re playing pull and pull with me. Lilian Hawkins, I love you, but you are not indispensable!” After throwing this statement away, he abruptly stood up. Jumping on the bike, he pedaled downhill.

I looked at Eric’s back which was fading into the distance, no words coming to mind. That’s what happens when dealing with genius. I proceeded with complete caution, as if I were walking on thin ice, fearing I would betray my true intentions, but he had long since seen right through me. Yes, I really thought about using it to make Carson helpless, but I never thought about going back to the past with Carson. Did his brain short circuit? How did he come to the hilarious conclusion that I still have feelings for Carson?

Seeing that his figure was disappearing from view, I promptly jumped on my own bicycle and tried to catch up. My trip here before and my return now were as different as night and day. I pedaled quickly, my speed spiraling out of control. There were a lot of rocks on the road and I was bumping so hard that my hands suddenly slipped and I accidentally fell off the bike. The bike fell a good distance away as I fell to the ground; even the water placed behind the bike had spilled out. These were all minor issues, but I scraped my legs and hands on the rocks during the fall. Although the wounds were not deep, they were bleeding and the pain was unbearable.

Is that what they meant by being out of luck? I sat on the floor for a long time without getting up. A German couple behind me came and asked for me but I didn’t understand a single word so I just shook my head. The man righted my bike and brought it to me, while the woman helped me up and asked about my condition. The language barrier made communication impossible so they used hand gestures and offered to drive me to the hospital. Taking a few hesitant steps, it turned out that my injuries were just scratches, so I shook my head and declined as I could still ride the bike. The couple then said something else I didn’t understand before leaving.

Still, I didn’t ride the bike, but carefully spun the bike beside me as I headed down the slope. After walking a short distance, I saw Eric pedaling back to me.

He was clearly surprised to see me in such a pathetic state. Quickly jumping off the bike, he rushed to help me. “What happened?”