Chapter 396

Alston's face grew increasingly grim. No, no, no, he knew Cecilia well enough to understand her character. She was decisive and unyielding. Since she had proposed a divorce, there was no room for negotiation. At this moment, slipping away quietly might be because Cecilia resented him deeply. She might even wish for his early demise, unwilling to donate her bone marrow if he developed leukemia. The words Cecilia had said last night still pierced his eardrums. Alston took a deep breath. She had mentioned that if he didn't marry Marian, she would come at his beck and call. To him, if something happened, Cecilia wouldn’t even blink an eye. As Alston thought about this, it felt like a knife was twisting in his chest. The uncomfortable feeling entangled his heart, making him feel miserable. He gripped his phone, intending to call Boyce to find out Cecilia's whereabouts. Leaving without saying a word. It was Cecilia who had clung to him persistently in the beginning. He was not someone to be