Refusing To Divorce (Julia and Harry)

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Beneath the towering Cooper Group building, passersby often used to admire the limited edition Maybach parked curbside. Its presence alone sparked curiosity about the identity of the VIP

Julia hung up the phone with Harry and made her way downstairs. She adjusted her hair as she walked, easily spotting the conspicuous Maybach at the entrance. She rolled her eyes at 11arry's love for showy displays, which always made her want to steer clear of the sp As she contemplated asking Harry to move the car elsewhere, he swung the door open and walked confidently toward her.

Julia instinctively shielded her face with her hands, feeling the weight of the onlookers' stares as Harry approached. In Julia's view, Harry always had a flair for the dramatic and never missed a chance to flaunt his wealth.

"Why did you take so long?" Julia glanced at her watch as she spoke. Harry had called her just five minutes ago, and she had responded immediately. It hardly seemed like a long wait

Without responding, Julia dodged Harry's attempt to take her hand and quickened her pace, saying, "Let's hurry up, my colleague will be out any second."

The image of Harry, hand extended in vain as Julia hurried away, resembled a scene from a romance where a man is left behind by his departing lover. It was both poignant and awkward "Come on. Let's go, Julia urged, her tone brisk.

Je was her first day at work, and she wasn't eager for everyone to learn about her relationship with Harry. She longed for a simple, unscrutinized existence free from curious and envious stores. Julia was aware that once her relationship with Harry became public knowledge at the company, navigating her days would become significantly more challenging.

As Harry lingered before getting into the car, Julia buckled her seatbelt. "You said you waited a long time, so why aren't we leaving yet?"

"It seems like you really don't want your colleague to see me," Harry remarked casually, making light conversation as if they were discussing the weather.

Harry and Julia had been married for three years, yet their conversations had grown increasingly awkward and strained. It almost seemed as though Harry wanted her colleagues to notice him.

"What do you think our relationship looks like? Your showing up here just complicates things. If you keep picking me up, people might think we're happily married, which won't help when we decide to divorce," Julia said bluntly, not avoiding the topic of their separation. Harry's face darkened. "So, you're in a hurry to divorce me?"

"Don't you feel the same? Arya is back in your life. It's time for me to step back. Besides, aren't I just saying what you're thinking?" Julia shot back,

Just then, Julia saw a colleague approaching and tapped Harry's hand nervously. "Come on; we need to go. Your car is too conspicuous. Harry brushed off Julia's hand. "You're my wife, not some outsider. He paused, then added abruptly, "Is there something. you're hiding from me? Julia rolled her eyes. "My life is an open book. What could I possibly hide!"Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Even if she had secrets, being married to Harry was already more than she wanted to bear. Julia chose to remain silent

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rather than engage in a futile argument.

The car fell silent, creating a tense atmosphere as Harry drove away from the entrance of Cooper Group.

At the gate, a staff member remarked to Asher Cooper, "Mr. Cooper, that looked like Mr. Wright's car just now."

Asher glanced in the direction the car had gone, realizing he hadn't yet told Harry about his return.

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At the Wright residence, the atmosphere was thick with tension. After a silent car ride home from Cooper Group, Julia had dozed off, leaving Harry to stew in his thoughts. When they arrived, she gave him a warm smile and almost took his hand as they walked inside, a st Inside, Lucia greeted them with a fleeting smile that soon turned to concern as she noticed Harry's distant demeanor.

"Harry, how are things with Arya Lucia didn't mince words, even in front of Julia. "I usually stay out of your romantic escapades, but Arya is a different story."

"Mom, I'm handling it. Just give me some time, Harry replied, his tone weary.

"How long does it take to sort out such matters? If you're struggling, I can step in," Lucia pressed, her voice firm.

Julia walked beside Lucia, who warmly held her hand. Turning to Harry with a serious expression, Lucia said, "Julia has been gracious enough to handle your scandals. How can you continue to hurt her by staying close to Arya?"

Shock flickered in Julia's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. Lucia's words were too direct. Julia was no pushover, and such minor issues couldn't hurt her. However, she knew that Lucia meant well.

"Mom, Arya just got back from overseas and is still settling in. I talk to her when she's better," Harry tried to reassure his mother.

"Are you stalling? You promised me you'd have a child with Julia soon. Have you forgotten?" Lucia challenged him. The mention of a child caught Julia off guard. The thought had been on the back burner for her. Just as she was about to respond, Harry cut in. "Mom, I'll kee Julia blinked at Harry, wondering if he understood the gravity of his words. With their relationship as strained as it was, the child plan seemed more distant than ever. Even with years at their disposal, the prospect of bringing a child into their current situation felt nearly impossible.

Lucia issued a stern ultimatum to Harry. "You're still seeing Arya. How can you possibly focus on this?" She set a clear. deadline. "If Julia isn't pregnant within six months, I'll hold you responsible."

Clearly, the ultimatum left Julia reeling. She looked at Harry, expecting him to deflect, but he surprisingly agreed.

Julia couldn't believe he had so readily accepted Lucia's demand. As they left the Wright residence, she seized the moment to confront him. "You can't just use the idea of having a child as way to stall with Arya."

"It's only a temporary solution," Harry replied.

"I get that, but your mother took it to heart. She has been kind to me. I don't want to let her down." Julia demanded, her anxiety evident.