Chapter 164 Regret Falling in Love
The moment their eyes met, Harriet expressionlessly turned her face away and withdrew her gaze.
Tristan's heart suddenly stung with pain.
He composed himself and strode in on his long legs. "Why did you call me here?"
Finnegan said, "Nothing major. I just wanted you two to sit down and have a proper talk. This standoff can't go on."
Tristan pulled out a chair and sat down across from Harriet. "There's nothing to talk about. I won't divorce."
Harriet said nothing, her face tense.
Normally her lawyer should have stepped in to negotiate with the other side, but he had long been overwhelmed by the powerful presence of the two men across from him. He didn't dare make a sound and just acted like he was invisible.
"Tristan, since you don't want a divorce, you should talk things through even more." Finnegan smiled. "Girls need to be cherished and cared for. With that cold face of yours, do you look like a proper husband? Harriet, don't you think so?"
Harriet smiled faintly. "Mr. Lancaster's lifesaver is missing. He's worried sick - how could he be in the mood to talk nicely?"
Everyone froze.
Tristan's expression instantly darkened further. "Lark's disappearance is connected to your precious Griffin. Just because the police haven't pinned it on him doesn't mean he's in the clear. But you must be grateful to him for getting revenge for you, right? Otherwise you wouldn't be running next door every day."
Harriet's chest heaved with anger. She stood up directly. "Lawyer, let's go!"
"Harriet!" Finnegan quickly stepped forward to stop her. "Let's talk this through. Don't fight every time you meet. The way you two talk, you'll never solve anything."
Harriet said nothing, her face growing colder.
Finnegan pulled her back to her seat. "You two talk calmly. We'll step out first."
With that, Finnegan left with Harriet's lawyer.
Harriet closed her eyes, trying hard to suppress the anger in her chest. "Grandma already knows what's going on between us. She supports my decision. For Grandma's sake, let's part on good terms."
"Harriet, did you waste your education?" Tristan looked at her with dark eyes. "Do you even know what 'parting on good terms' means?"
"Then what do you want?"
"That's what I should be asking you, isn't it?" Tristan laughed coldly. "Aren't you all about justice? What happened? When Griffin breaks the law, you just turn a blind eye?"
"What law did he break?" Harriet frowned. "If you want to blame Lark's disappearance on him, that's ridiculous. The police are already investigating. I heard they even went to the Lancaster Group to question him. If he really did it, he'd be in detention by now, wouldn't he? I only believe the police and evidence, not baseless speculation."
Harriet smiled faintly. "Of course, I know you're anxious about Lark's disappearance and eager to find her. So I suggest you spend more time at the police station instead of here suspecting others."
"You deflect so cleanly. Looks like Griffin has really brainwashed you." Tristan's deep, sharp eyes locked onto her face. "Harriet, in your heart, will I never measure up to Griffin?"
Harriet held back her hurt. "What about me? In your heart, will I never measure up to Lark?"
"Is that the same thing?"
"It is exactly the same thing!" Harriet looked at him coldly. "I really regret believing you back then when you said you were too injured to have sex, and not divorcing you. Tristan, I never imagined that the longer this went on, the more I'd regret falling in love with you."
Tristan felt bitter inside. "Harriet, why don't you ask yourself - how much of your love for me is real?"
Harriet froze.
So in his heart, her love was fake.
Ten years.
No, to be exact, ten years, five months, and ten days.
All the love she had poured out, and he responded with "how much is real?"
How pathetic and laughable she was!
Harriet pulled at the corners of her mouth. "Fine, you don't want a divorce. Whatever. But if possible, I hope from now on, I never have to see you again."
After saying this, Harriet got up and left without looking back.
Just as she reached the door, Tristan's low, cold voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Since you care so much about Griffin, tell him for me - I will never let him off. Even Grandma won't be able to protect him!"
Harriet stopped, her hand slowly tightening on the door handle.
She closed her eyes and spoke word by word. "I told you, Griffin is my family. I will never allow anyone to hurt him."
Finnegan saw Harriet come out with a cold expression and knew their talk had fallen apart.
He walked Harriet out but didn't feel comfortable asking questions. He could only return to the conference room.
Tristan was smoking, his handsome face tight and very gloomy.
"Harriet didn't look right. What did you two talk about?" Finnegan stepped forward to ask.
"Mind your own business." Tristan stood up irritably and walked out. "Stop organizing these pointless meetings!"
Finnegan was stunned.
"Tristan, that's not the attitude for solving problems." Finnegan caught up with him. "You're not really planning to push Harriet into an automatic divorce after two years of separation, are you!"
Tristan suddenly stopped.
Finnegan walked in front of him and said seriously, "I can tell Harriet isn't playing games this time. If you don't find a way to win her back, no one will be able to save your marriage."
Tristan closed his eyes, suppressing the sting in them.
How could he want things to be this bad with Harriet?
But had she said even one kind word to him just now?
"Tristan, I know you won't divorce not because you want to make Harriet suffer, but simply because you can't bear to leave her." Finnegan tried to reason with him. "If that's the case, you should humble yourself. We're men - giving in to women isn't shameful. If you insist on arguing about right and wrong with a woman, you'll definitely be the one in the wrong. Because women often don't care about logic."
Tristan opened his eyes, the coldness in them returning to calm. "You don't understand anything."
If she were just throwing a little tantrum, of course he'd indulge her.
But the one thing he couldn't accept was her siding with Griffin.
He was her husband. She could only belong to him.
Both body and heart!
Harriet installed surveillance cameras at her front door.
To apply for dissolution of marriage after two years, she would need proof of separation. She had to start preparing now.
Seeing that Harriet had been depressed lately, Ian transferred her to work in Luminara City.
"You've been cooped up in Emberfall too long. Go out, get some fresh air, change your environment - maybe it'll change your mood."
Harriet didn't refuse. "Thank you."
"Silly Harriet, don't be afraid of anything. I'll always be your strongest support."
Harriet's nose tingled. "Okay."
Harriet packed up and soon flew to Luminara City.
That evening, Tristan received the news.
"Mr. Lancaster, Mrs. Lancaster took an early morning flight to Luminara City. Griffin also flew to Luminara City in the afternoon." Ryder reported with difficulty. "And they've booked rooms at the same hotel."