Chapter 139 A Silent Goodbye
She silently turned her head away and walked toward the apartment.
Unexpectedly, Dalton jumped out of the car and grabbed Meryl’s wrist. He pulled her into a deserted alleyway. “You two have a marriage agreement, don’t you?”
“That’s none of your business! Whatever it is, it has nothing to do with you!”
“Who says it doesn’t? You’re my girlfriend. If I say it matters, then it does!”
“Are you crazy? You have a wife, I have a husband. Who’s your girlfriend?”
Meryl smacked Dalton. “And let me remind you, you should call me Auntie Meryl, you disrespectful brat!”
Dalton’s persistence completely caught Meryl off guard.
“Seeing the state he was in, he must have been following me and Chandler ever since they left the Aniston family gathering. And now that Chandler wasn’t around, he had the nerve to bug me? Was that all he was capable of? Why didn’t he dare to confront Chandler instead?” thought Meryl.
After saying this, Meryl tried to walk past Dalton. There was nothing more to talk about between them.
But Dalton still wouldn’t let go of her wrist. What Meryl said seemed to have shattered his composure. His deep blue eyes turned red as he stared at Meryl with a confused expression.
“How could you marry Chandler? That’s impossible, it can’t be! Your marriage must be just an agreement!”
Dalton thought, “Yes, they had a marriage of convenience, without any love involved. Just like any other marriage between powerful families, they came together for benefits and would part ways once the benefits were gone.”
Dalton looked at Meryl, already having made up his mind. His tone was firm as he continued, “You only did this because I married Lydia. You want me to regret it.”
Dalton took out his phone. “Meryl, you can’t block me! Add me back!”
Meryl looked at Dalton silently, and suddenly, she found him…rather ridiculous.
“The truth was right in front of him, but Dalton refused to believe it. He kept asking again and again whether my marriage with Chandler was for the sake of interests rather than love. And even if he confirmed that, what difference would it make? Could we go back to how things were? The problems between us didn’t start because of Chandler,” thought Meryl.
“You’re married, and so am I. Let’s just leave it at that.”
Meryl gently pulled her wrist free. “Let’s part on good terms.”
“Meryl, you stop right there!” Dalton shouted at her. “Did I say you could leave? You’re not allowed to go!”
He quickly took a few steps to catch up. “Part on good terms? You chased after me for seven years, and now you think you can just end it like this with a simple word?”
“Then what do you want?”
“It was you who came after me first. So, the ending should be up to me.”
Meryl found it laughable. She looked at Dalton calmly.
“Dalton, are you out of your mind? Let me say it one more time. You should call me Auntie Meryl. I have married Chandler. Don’t want to end it? Why don’t you go and ask Chandler if he agrees!”
With that, Meryl didn’t linger any longer and turned to head upstairs.
Dalton wanted to chase after her but suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. He closed his eyes, leaned against the wall, and slowly crouched down, feeling like he could barely breathe.
Meryl didn’t look back, not even when he was on the verge of passing out. She didn’t spare him another glance.
“This kind of coldness and resolve…” Dalton thought.
Dalton suddenly had a strong premonition.
He thought, “The woman who used to chase after me, the one who was always there when I turned around, was gone for good. From the moment she confessed to Chandler in front of everyone—no, perhaps even earlier—she had already decided to let me go.”