Chapter 719 Without Lola, He Has Nothing!
Johnny gazed at her, his eyes brimming with longing.
She looked so much better now, way better than before. There was no trace of the sorrow she once wore, as if Johnny had never hurt her.
Johnny couldn't help but gently touch his wedding ring.
Lola walked straight in, heading to the coffee room to make herself a cup of coffee. She didn't bother asking if he wanted any; they were past those formalities.
Amid the hum of the coffee machine, Johnny's raspy voice broke the silence. "You didn't ask for anything in the divorce. Here's the deal. Besides transferring twenty percent of my company's shares to your name, you and the kids should move back into the house. They're used to living there."
As he finished speaking, the coffee machine stopped.
Lola took a small sip of her coffee and slowly walked over to sit across from him. This was probably the first time in months they had sat down and talked so calmly.
Lola looked at Johnny. She wasn't a naive girl anymore. She knew very well that Johnny was trying to win her back.
Twenty percent of the shares, worth billions of dollars, just given away. Was it that easy?
All he wanted was her forgiveness, but what's done was done.
Lola smiled faintly and directly refused, "The divorce agreement is clear. We don't owe each other anything. As for the house, I don't want it. You can keep living there or sell it, it's up to you. I just have some things there that I'll come by to pick up."
Johnny understood; she didn't want to see him.
He spoke softly, "I won't be there before eight tonight."
Lola nodded. "Alright, I'll come by and get my things."
She was ready to see him out, but Johnny was reluctant to leave. It was hard enough to see her, and it was rare that she was willing to talk to him, even if the conversation wasn't what he wanted.
Lola stood up, seeing he had no intention of leaving. She said calmly, "Mr. Flores, you should take off your wedding ring. It's misleading."
Johnny's fingers gently touched the ring. Lola had put it on him herself; he couldn't bear to take it off.
On Friday afternoon, Lola left work early and went to the house.
Her white BMW slowly drove into the driveway. As soon as the car stopped, the housekeeper Cindy happily came out to greet her, "Mrs. Flores, you're back."
But then she remembered something and quickly corrected herself, "I mean, Miss Hawkins."
Lola nodded. "I'm just here to grab a few things."
Cindy wanted to say something but didn't know what, so she just watched Lola go upstairs.
Lola didn't hesitate. She went straight upstairs and pushed open the master bedroom door. It was still the same as before, even the wedding photo of her and Johnny still hung by the bed.
She didn't want to look at it, quickly walking into the closet. All the jewelry and clothes, she didn't take any of it. She just took the documents and passports for her and the kids from the safe and put them in her bag.
Lola was about to leave when she saw the glass ornament on the nightstand. She paused. After a moment's thought, she walked over and picked it up, her fingers gently turning it. She then smiled self-deprecatingly.
She had put so much effort into it back then, and now it just felt ironic.
Lola put the glass ornament back in its place and turned to leave, but before she could, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her. She stiffened, trying to break free.
But Johnny held her tightly, his face gently resting on her back, murmuring, "Lola, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"
Lola sneered, "Is this some kind of joke to you, Johnny?"
Johnny couldn't help but touch her face. He knew he was despicable, tricking her into coming back. He missed her so much, just wanting to hold her.
He whispered, "You still care about me, otherwise you wouldn't have picked up that glass ornament. Lola, give me another chance. I won't let you down again. Let's start over, okay?"
"Johnny, you're delusional!" Lola couldn't stand it anymore and pushed him away. She picked up the glass ornament and turned to face him, a cold smile on her lips, "If this thing gives you any illusions, let me tell you, you and your touch disgust me. Every second with you is torture."
Johnny forgot to breathe.
Under his pained gaze, Lola raised the glass ornament she had made herself and let it fall, shattering it into pieces.
Johnny stood there in shock, while Lola took a step back and walked towards the bedroom door.
By the time he snapped out of it, he rushed downstairs.
In the living room, he caught up to her and grabbed her hand, lowering his stance, "Lola, don't go!"
Lola pulled her hand away, speaking calmly, "Johnny, we've said everything that needed to be said and signed the papers. Besides having two kids together, we are nothing to each other! As for the past, I'll forget it all, and you should too!"
She was never one to drag things out.
But for Johnny, she had broken her principles and compromised repeatedly, leading to this outcome. She wouldn't listen to another word from him, nor would she be moved by him again.
Back then, she had watched the footage of him kissing Shirley countless times. She had already decided to cut ties with Johnny, never to be involved again.
Lola left.
Johnny stood in the living room, hearing the sound of a car engine starting outside. He thought, 'Lola seems to have become the old herself, someone who made people look up to and want to get close.'
And he, he seemed to have become the old Johnny again. Without Lola, he was nothing. He wasn't even Johnny anymore!
After Lola left, the housekeeper didn't dare approach. Johnny didn't eat, just going upstairs to the bedroom. He walked into the closet and opened the door, seeing the neatly arranged clothes. Her usual jewelry was still there.
Lola hadn't taken a single piece of clothing or jewelry, anything related to him. She probably found it all disgusting! Even the glass ornament she made for him was shattered.
Johnny squatted down, picking up the pieces of glass. His hands were bleeding, but he didn't feel the pain.
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