Female Novel
Chapter 897
Richard was suddenly overcome by a foreboding sensation, like an impending storm. "It's been awhile, so the injury has healed."
"A while? It's only been a couple of hours. Don't tell me you've got some super healing power,"Pearl retorted with a forced smile.
Richard acted surprised. "Oops, you caught me."
"Richard!"
Frustrated, Pearl grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the marriage bureau. "Well, it's not toolate now. We're right at the entrance, so we can still get a divorce."
But Richard wasn't budging. After all his efforts, there was no way he would let her slip away.
Pearl glanced back at him, expecting some reaction to her tug-of-war, only to notice a hint of hurt inRichard's eyes. Did she misinterpret his expression?
Richard stayed silent, looking vulnerable. "Please don't get a divorce," he pleaded, sounding like ascared teenager fearing abandonment.
Pearl felt a surge of guilt for her outburst.
Richard, pretending to be hurt, realized he'd found another way to manipulate Pearl—her weaknessfor vulnerability. If he pushed her too hard, she'd resist. But showing vulnerability seemed to melther resolve.
Still, Richard resolved that if their future son ever tried this trick on Pearl, he'd immediately set himstraight.
An awkward silence fell upon them.
Feeling like she had gone too far, Pearl gently tugged his finger and tentatively asked, "Are youmad?"
Richard blinked but didn't say a word.
"Okay, I was just kidding. We're not getting a divorce. There's no way we'll do that."
Richard reached out, gesturing for her to hug him.
Pearl embraced him tightly, apologizing for her harsh tone. "I'm sorry. I know you just wanted tomarry me."
Richard nodded, but he couldn't stop smiling.
Pearl, too focused on soothing him, didn't notice his grin, falling for his act.
Once Richard was assured that Pearl wasn't leaving him, he finally let her go.
He dropped her off at the office. Before driving off, he leaned out and asked, "What time should Ipick you up tonight?"novelbin
Pearl remembered her dinner plan with Hugo and casually replied, "I have dinner tonight. You don'tneed to pick me up."
Richard's suspicion was piqued. He didn't like the sound of this. "What dinner? Can't Wayne handleit?"
"They specifically asked for me. It's best if I attend," Pearl replied calmly, trying to mask anynervousness. Richard was sharp; any hint of anxiety would tip him off.
"Alright then. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
Pearl smiled and nodded. "Okay."
Once Pearl was in the office, Richard's expression turned calculating. He made a call. "Francis,keep an eye on Missus Pearl tonight. Make sure she's safe and find out where she's going."
"Yes, sir!"