Alexander King never came to find her again, surely this woman used some kind of threat. How was she any different from this woman in front of her? It was just that she was born into a wealthy family while her own family had no money.

But this seemingly quiet woman actually called Alexander King to come, and appeared to act with impunity.

"Miss Thompson, I don’t mean anything, I just want to say don’t blame Alex, we just couldn’t help being together, it’s been so many years, I don’t want anything, I just want to continue staying by his side, please don’t drive me away..."

Jade Willow said softly, her eyes reddened.

Here was very close to Alexander King’s office, at this moment she could not make any mistakes because she was already close to success.

Men like weak ones, and more so enjoy protecting them, Jade Willow confidently understood the psychology of men.

"Miss Willow, you can save your tears, men don’t buy that, at least your man doesn’t. Acting weak in front of me won’t earn you much success. Don’t waste expressions, don’t waste effort, I’ve already requested a divorce from him, you should focus on him, not come to me."

Nora Thompson could immediately see through the woman in front of her, she could clearly see through others’ thoughts, especially women like this.

Just now appearing aggressive, upon hearing Alexander King was coming, immediately changed her demeanor.

The beauty of a wise woman unfolds slowly.

Her voice was calm and deliberate, without arguing, without fighting.

She seemed like an outsider, watching her perform alone, she had become an observer in her own marital issues.

Alexander King rushed into the cafe at the fastest speed.

He hadn’t seen her for many days, he really missed her a bit.

Her presence was always calm and indifferent, yet it had unknowingly invaded his life, permeating every corner.

"What are you doing here? What do you want with Charlotte?"

As soon as Alexander King saw Jade Willow, his face darkened and he said.

Nora Thompson knowing about it was one thing, but letting her see it herself was another matter.

Originally he found it hard to account to Nora Thompson, now it was even harder to resolve this situation.

"Alex, I just wanted to ask Miss Thompson to let me stay, that’s all. I don’t want to do anything."

Jade Willow cried like a pear blossom in the rain, softly sobbing, speaking as if greatly wronged.

"You leave first."

Alexander King coldly commanded.

His mind raced with thoughts of how to have a good talk with Nora Thompson, even a death sentence should have a chance for appeal, right?

He wanted to talk to her, yet had no way.

Her loyal bodyguard followed her all day, guarding against him like guarding against wolves, mostly because Nora Thompson simply didn’t want to see him.

"No need, I’ll leave first."

Nora Thompson looked at the man and woman before her, they truly were a match made in heaven, perfectly suited.

"Let me see you out."

Alexander King eagerly followed her, only a few days apart, she seemed much more haggard, fatigue evident in her eyes and brows.

At this time, which company doesn’t work overtime, especially since Isaac Thompson had gradually shifted the business responsibility to Nora Thompson. Although not doing exceptionally well, it was not an easy feat as she was new to this field.

"You might as well call me Nora."

Hearing him call her Charlotte felt so strange.

If all this hadn’t happened before, she would have been happy, would have liked it, but now it made her feel awkward and bored.

"Charlotte, I just want to have a good talk with you."

Alexander King said frustratedly, on the bustling street, pedestrians came and went, her figure was slender, sunlight shone on her somewhat pale face.

If she were willing, he could take on all of Isaac Thompson’s business for her.

A woman of her wisdom and grace was truly suited to reading under a lamp, living the leisurely life she desired.

"I have emotional and physical cleanliness, I think I might not be able to change that."

Nora Thompson walked slowly, he followed behind her, not daring to get too close, yet not leaving her side.

"I know I shouldn’t have done that, but how can I make amends? Tell me, what should I do?"

His voice was very light, almost a painful whisper.

It seemed said for her, but also as if spoken to himself.

He was much taller than her, the sunlight falling on her head, her black hair creating a beautiful shadow, her hair texture was very good.

Before at home, she used to let her hair fall to her shoulders, but now she wore an elegant bun, just a change in hairstyle, yet it hinted at her change in status.

When they were newly married, she was content at home as Mrs. King, but now she was a rising star in the business world, smart, capable, and elegant Miss Thompson.

Thinking of this, bitterness filled Alexander King’s heart like a bitter melon dissolving on his heart’s tip, slowly spreading, starting from just a bit at the very heart, until eventually the entire heart was engulfed in bitterness.

This kind of woman wasn’t just appreciated by him alone, even more so because she was Isaac Thompson’s daughter.

"I would like to ask you a favor."

Nora Thompson turned around, standing face to face with him on the street corner.

Her tone was gentle, her eyes as warm as ever, but there was always something different.

"Tell me..."