Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 859:

Marissa had already mentioned divorce before she left for Cher Snaim, so when she brought it up again, it surprised nobody.

Nonetheless, a heavy silence fell over the room. Domenic, Marc, and Terry exchanged glances before turning their eyes toward Connor in unison.noveldrama

Connor gripped Marissa’s hand tightly, pressing his lips together and remaining silent.

Marissa pulled her hand back and reiterated, “Connor, let’s get a divorce.”

After a pause, Connor spoke, articulating each word with deliberate emphasis. “I won’t divorce you.”

“Why not?” Marissa frowned, her tone a mix of frustration and disbelief. “I explained why we need to divorce before going to Cher Snaim. Why are you being uncooperative now?” Connor lowered his head and said nothing.

Anxious, Marissa added, “Connor, can you at least save me some dignity? You and my sister have two children, yet I’m still your wife. It’s a disgrace for me.”

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Connor jerked his head up and looked at Marissa. He parted his lips but bit back the words that almost escaped. Instead, he shifted the subject.

“Did you find your father in Cher Snaim?” Marissa’s father’s identity should still be kept a secret, so she avoided answering.

“You can’t change the topic, Connor.”

Connor sighed deeply and began, “Marissa, we’ve been together for such a long time. I find it hard to believe you have no feelings for me.

You’re eager to divorce now because you think Lawrence and Lindsay are Tiffany’s children. But we haven’t met Tiffany in person or heard her side of the story. How can you be so sure they’re her children?

What if it turns out you’re the kids’ birth mother, and we’re their biological parents? What will you do then? We need to find Tiffany and clarify everything first. I won’t agree to a divorce based on mere assumptions.”

For a moment, Marissa was silenced by his words. She had suspected that Lawrence and Lindsay might be her children, but as she reflected on the past 22 years of her life, she was certain that no one had taken her eggs without her knowledge.

Hence, she was convinced she wasn’t Lawrence and Lindsay’s mother, and the children must be…

Marissa lifted her head and insisted, “Connor, as I told you, no one could have taken my eggs. I—”

“I don’t want to hear those words anymore,” Connor interrupted sharply.

After a moment of silence, he continued, “Even a saint makes mistakes. You’re not always wide awake. You can’t prove no one has taken your eggs while you were asleep. I need solid evidence, not just what you think.”

Marissa found herself without a response. After a brief pause, she said, “Connor, whether Lawrence and Lindsay are my children or not, we have to divorce. Our marriage started on the wrong foot. I don’t like the way we got married.

You forced me into it, remember? Even if it turns out that Lawrence and Lindsay are my children, I will still need to fall in love with you and be fully aware of the truth before I remarry you and build a complete family with you.”

She paused, letting her words linger in the air, then exhaled deeply. With her gaze fixed on Connor, she asked, “Do you understand what I’m trying to say, Connor?”

Connor stared at her, seemingly lost in thought. Finally, he asked, “You’ve always held a grudge against me for forcing you to marry me, haven’t you?”

“Yes, that’s exactly why I can’t stay married to you,” Marissa replied without missing a beat.

“Our marriage began in such an absurd way. Anything built on that is bound to be flawed. We can’t hope for a good outcome without ending this first.”

Connor nodded in understanding. Then suddenly, he grasped her hand again and headed for the door. “Okay. Let’s get divorced.”

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