Chapter 136 Insisting on Divorce, How Can He Win Her Back?
Perhaps they didn't expect this, and both of them were stunned.
Breathing became increasingly hot.
Jessica's face grew redder, as if it were fully ripe.
She admitted that she still loved him.
Especially on such a quiet night, they were so close together. Her heart couldn't help but flutter and race.
It even beat wildly.
Not only Jessica but Gabriel's face also turned red, though his was from restraint, forcing his face to flush.
Gabriel thought, 'So close. Kiss? Or not kiss?'
In fact, he was having a fierce internal struggle.
If he kissed her without her permission, she would certainly feel wronged and unhappy.
If he didn't kiss her, this might be his last chance.
Moreover, he couldn't control himself anymore.
In the end, his body's instincts overcame all reason. The moment his lips pressed down, Gabriel had only one thought in his mind-he just wanted to kiss Jessica.
Because he really, really wanted to kiss her.
However, just as his lips were about to touch hers, Jessica suddenly turned her head.
His lips only lightly brushed Jessica's cheek.
Clenching her hands tightly, Jessica said coldly, "Gabriel, please respect me! We're about to get divorced; you shouldn't treat me like this."
After a while, she forced down the bitterness and sorrow in her heart. "And I'm not your plaything to kiss or want whenever you feel like it. If that's what you want, I'm sorry, I can't fulfill that."
Gabriel's body froze on the spot, and his heart was overwhelmed with layers of pain.
The pain surged like a rising tide, almost engulfing him.
He was in pain, deep pain.
He was clearly smitten, unable to resist his emotions.
But was that how she understood it?
His heart ached terribly.
It felt like every breath was a knife stabbing him.
Gabriel's eyes quickly dimmed. He wanted so much to tell her. 'No, Jessica, how could you be a plaything? I was smitten, unable to control myself, unable to resist my emotions.'
Would she still believe him?
Probably not.
But could he blame her?
He couldn't.
Because Gabriel knew clearly that he was the jerk, the one who had done wrong.
How many times had he hurt her, and how deeply, to make her think this way, to make her feel so insecure?
’I'm sorry, Jessica.‘ Gabriel repeated this in his heart over and over.
But even if he said it a million times, it couldn't make up for his mistakes.
"I'm sorry!" Finally, Gabriel left those words behind and fled like a deserter.
After he left, Jessica received a call from Grace.
Grace asked anxiously， "Jessica, how are you? I know you're hurting. Wait for me, and I'm coming back soon."
Hearing Grace's voice, a strong wave of bitterness and grievance surged in Jessica's heart. Her eyes reddened, and she couldn't help but cry. "Grace, I'm in so much pain."
Grace comforted, "I know you're hurting. Wait for me to come back. I'll make sure you get justice, and as for that bitch Diana, I'll make her pay."
Mentioning Diana, Jessica suddenly remembered. "Gabriel has already sent her abroad. You probably won't see her."
"Really sent away? Gabriel personally sent her?" Grace was a bit surprised.
Jessica replied, "She should be gone, but he didn't send her personally. He instructed Oscar to do it."
"Then I don't believe it. A scheming woman like Diana, unless I see her board the plane and leave the country myself, I won't believe it," Grace said.
Jessica hadn't thought much about that.
The two best friends continued talking about many things.
Jessica had already told Grace about the miscarriage on Facebook. Afraid of making her sad, Grace spoke very carefully, trying not to bring up her sorrow and pain.
Jessica talked about her and Gabriel's visit to Xavier and Ximena's old residence and shared some stories she knew with Grace.
On the other end, Grace sighed, "Xavier and Ximena had such a beautiful love story. It's so enviable. But Gabriel, being Xavier's grandson, didn't learn even a bit from him."
Mentioning Gabriel, Jessica suddenly fell silent.
"Jessica, Jessica." Grace thought the call had dropped and called out several times.
Just as she was about to hang up and redial, Jessica's voice slowly came through the phone. "Gabriel and I are getting divorced."
This time, it was Grace's turn to be silent.
She was sure she heard it clearly. Jessica didn't say she wanted a divorce or was planning a divorce.
She said they were getting divorced.
Did it mean she had already decided to divorce?
After a long pause, Grace slowly spoke, "Jessica, have you thought it through?"
Upon hearing her somber tone, Jessica feigned relaxation. "Why so sad? Divorce is very common nowadays. After these two years, I finally understood that two people without love shouldn't be together. Even if they force it, they won't go far and will eventually separate. Since the result is separation, it doesn't matter if it's sooner or later."
"I remember you used to always complain about Gabriel, wishing I would leave him!" Jessica pretended to say casually.
Grace quickly replied, "Complaining is one thing. I just wanted him to treat you better. I never really wanted you to divorce. I always hoped someone would treat you well, love you, and protect you. Jessica, have you really thought it through? Are you sure?"
Jessica clenched her phone and nodded firmly. "Yes, I've thought it through. I'm very sure."
If nothing unexpected happened after they had prepared all the documents, by this time tomorrow, they would have completed the divorce procedures and would no longer be husband and wife, completely becoming strangers.
Grace said, "If you've really decided, then I'll definitely support you without hesitation. Jessica, no matter what decision you make, I'll be behind you, giving you strength. Wait for me to come back."
Jessica nodded. "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Jessica tried hard to lift her head, but she couldn't stop the tears from flowing.
So quickly, after two years of marriage, by tomorrow, they would be total strangers.
This world was really unpredictable.
Gabriel had been sitting outside the door for a long time. He was there when Jessica was talking to Grace, but he didn't go in or interrupt them.
So, however long they talked, he listened.
He couldn't remember how many cigarettes he had smoked as he held one after another, almost hurting his fingers.
Her mind was made up; she still wanted a divorce. What should he do?
How could he keep her?
Looking up, Gabriel's eyes were also filled with tears.
