Chapter 34 Making Up for Her Birthday
Under the dim light, Henry looked at the line of words, feeling very complicated.
He couldn't understand what Grace's state of mind was when she wrote this sentence.
Was it collapse, helplessness, or perhaps despair?
Thinking about it this way, Lucas's kindness indeed meant a lot to Grace.
If it weren't for him, Nathan might have died.
He suddenly knew why Grace didn't want to be his wife anymore.
Because there was no hope for the future life.
Even if she came back, she knew Henry wouldn't help Oliver appeal, nor would he lend a hand to the Windsor family.
What awaited her was still a life in a dark, endless prison.
He wanted to make up for Grace's birthday, and it would also be the last birthday.
Since Grace wanted a divorce, he would make this birthday wish come true, this time he would fulfill her wish.
It was also the only time in these three years.
He thought it through, there were so many people in the world, there would always be a woman suitable to be his wife. As for why he held on to her, it was just because he hated her.
But he didn't love her, so there was no need to keep her by his side for a lifetime because of what happened three years ago.
Henry thought he was not such a petty person.
In the dim room, he called Celeste. "Come to the villa and draft a divorce agreement."
He paused, then added, "And prepare a birthday cake."
Speaking of the cake, he suddenly thought of the cake Lucas gave Grace on her birthday.
He added, "Make it a bit bigger than Lucas's."
Grace was his wife, even if he didn't love her, he didn't want to see Lucas treating Grace better than he did.
This was the first time he celebrated her birthday, but it should also be the last time.
He suddenly looked forward to Grace's reaction when she received this birthday gift, whether it would be surprise or joy.
After a while, Celeste brought a lawyer to the villa.
When she heard that Henry wanted to draft a divorce agreement, she thought her chance had come.
If Grace and Henry divorced, Elodie, a cripple, would not be a threat. She was his secretary, always by his side, so her chances would be great.
Celeste looked at the tall figure bathed in the afterglow of the sunset on the balcony and explained, "The cake is already made and placed in the car, and the lawyer will draft the divorce agreement in half an hour."
Henry just responded with a hum, without showing much emotion.
"May I ask, today doesn't seem to be Miss Williams's birthday." Celeste finally voiced her doubt.
But she thought that tomorrow was her own birthday, and Henry might be planning to give her a surprise in advance.
Henry glanced at her coldly and said, "Do your job, don't ask about other things."
In the agreement, Henry gave Grace some benefits, including three million dollars in cash, and an 1800 square foot house.
But if these conditions were made public, he would probably be laughed at.
You should know that the Montague Group was a business giant in Evergreen City.
But this was Henry's idea.
Since Grace was the one who proposed the divorce and longed for freedom, she shouldn't be greedy for too much.
If it weren't for her being too pitiful, he probably wouldn't give her anything.
When signing, he always couldn't sign his name, and his heart was in conflict.
He knew that once he signed, as long as he handed it to Grace, she would sign it without hesitation, and from that moment on, Grace would no longer be his wife.
There would be no one to match his clothes in the morning, no one to cook a bowl of fragrant egg and pasta for him.
And no one would wait him in the evening.
Although he didn't want a divorce, this time he was indeed soft-hearted, maybe because Grace cried and begged him to let her go, or maybe because she threatened him with self-harm.
Or maybe it was that diary that let him know Grace's affection for him when she was young.
He didn't know why, but he suddenly regretted drafting this divorce agreement.
But didn't he not love her? Why did the divorce make him feel a bit sad?
Didn't he hate her?
He hesitated to sign.
But how could Celeste not know Henry's special feelings for Grace? They have spent so much time together, and over time, feelings had developed. It might had started as a joke, but that is indeed the reality.
She had seen Henry's deep affection for Grace, although it only appeared when they had sex, but it had existed.
He actually couldn't live without Grace.
"Mr. Montague?" Celeste knew Henry was hesitating and reminded him.
He was awakened by her, looked at the white agreement under his pen, and finally gritted his teeth and signed his name.
After signing, he just remained silent, feeling empty.
As if something important was lost.
If he hadn't gone to Harmony City that day, hadn't missed Grace's birthday, and had paid for her father's surgery in time, would she still love him?
But he knew it was all too late.
He took the divorce agreement and drove to the hospital.
Through the window, he saw Grace sitting on the hospital bed, her sickly face had a bit of color, and she was reading a book very seriously.
Henry was lost in thought, he was lingering, because in a moment, all this would no longer belong to him.
Grace would leave him, disappear from his world.
He carried the cake, with the divorce agreement in a file bag on top of the cake, and pushed the door into the room.
Grace heard the noise but didn't respond, just quietly reading her book.
Henry's footsteps sounded, and with each step, he gathered his courage.
He wanted to escape, but things had reached this point, and he knew he couldn't avoid it anymore.
He put the cake on the table and sat by the bed, quietly looking at her, his eyes full of gentle longing.
"On your birthday, it was my fault. Today's birthday cake is to make up for it, and there's also a birthday gift." Henry looked at her, feeling very uncomfortable.
Grace heard this, glanced at the cake beside her, her heart trembled, but she sneered at herself. "Mr. Montague, my birthday was a week ago, you should give this cake to Elodie, I remember she loves the cakes you give her the most."
She withdrew her gaze, not caring at all what the birthday gift Henry mentioned was.
Henry wanted to speak, but the words seemed stuck in his throat, leaving him unable to say anything.