Chapter 507 Ironic

What Felix said sounded ironic. He let go of Meryl’s chin, turned around, picked up a white handkerchief, and threw it at her.

“Wipe your tears. It upsets me to see a woman crying.”

She was speechless.

She didn’t cry at all, but when she got excited, her eyes would turn red and wet, making her look like she was crying.

But she didn’t dare refuse the handkerchief that Felix gave her.

There was a faint woody scent on the white handkerchief, very similar to the smell of Felix.

After realizing that this might be something Felix carried with him, Meryl wiped her eyes twice and prepared to return it to him.

Unexpectedly, Felix’s face turned cold.

“If you don’t want it, just throw it away. I won’t recycle garbage.”

He was so moody.

The handkerchief was made of Tencel and was very valuable, costing thousands of dollars each.

Meryl curled her fingers. The handkerchief felt like a hot potato.

She didn’t know whether she should keep it.

But she couldn’t throw it away in front of Felix, or he might make things difficult for her.

Meryl put the handkerchief into her backpack.

As soon as she zipped up her backpack, Felix withdrew his gaze.

He smiled slightly and looked evil for an instant, and then he suddenly approached her.

“So, why are you collecting my personal belongings?”

Meryl was speechless.

She couldn’t just say that she was afraid that if she threw it away, he would get angry.

Meryl pursed her lips and said, “I’m going to take it home, wash it, and let it serve its due purpose.”

Hearing this, Felix sneered and said, “What purpose can a handkerchief have?”

Meryl disagreed, “Every object has its purpose, just like you. You kept saying that life was meaningless, but you are still alive today, aren’t you?”

Felix’s smile froze.

“So do you mean I should have died a long time ago?”

As he spoke, Felix raised the fruit knife in his hand and pointed the cold blade at Meryl’s belly.

“I heard there’s a child in here?”

“It would be a bit lonely for me to die alone, why not let him accompany me?”

Meryl’s back was soaked with cold sweat in an instant.

She wondered how he could change so quickly.

She felt as if, in the next second, he would drag her and the baby in her belly to die with him.

Meryl was scared, and her voice trembled, “Felix, don’t be impulsive.”

Felix suddenly laughed softly and said, “If I follow your words, I will be at a loss.”

As he spoke, he stroked Meryl’s cheek with one hand and said in a gentle voice, “Why don’t you give up Chandler and be with me?”

Felix’s words shocked Meryl.

She even thought there was something wrong with her ears.

But his serious look didn’t seem like he was joking.

“You want me to divorce Chandler?”

“Can’t you?”

Meryl bit her lip and said, “Of course not.”

“Reason.”

“Chandler treated me very well and gave me a place to stay when I needed it most. Why should I divorce him?”

“He left you for another woman. Isn’t that enough reason to let you divorce him?”

“Perhaps he has his reasons.”

Meryl felt that there was no need to tell an outsider like Felix about her and Chandler’s relationship problems.

After all, as Chandler’s wife, she had to maintain his dignity.

Hearing Meryl’s words, Felix chuckled.

“Yes, he had his reasons. He had abandoned his pregnant wife and been with another woman. He danced with her arm in arm in public. Meryl, can you tell whether he loves you or that woman named Rachel?”