I Divorced Him Quietly, Then He Went Crazy - Chapter 15

The next time I saw Jeremy was several days later.

That initial impulsive urge had passed, and he had calmed down, inquiring around.

He quickly learned that I had no fiancé whatsoever.

As for an engagement, it was just a baseless rumor.

Brandon Zhou called me to complain, saying he had caused big trouble this time, and for the next six months, he might not get any free time – Jeremy was angry with him for spreading false information and had given him several tricky projects.

That evening, I saw Jeremy at my doorstep.

He had shed his previous dejection, appearing more composed.

He called my name seriously, as he used to: “Charlotte.”

My heart tightened slightly.

He stepped closer, looking down at me.

“I misunderstood before, I apologize.”

I was speechless for a moment.

Only then did I finally look up at him.

In the dim stairwell, the man’s features were still handsome.

He stepped closer, almost as if throwing caution to the wind: “Do you know?”

“These past few years, I’ve missed you very much.”

I had never heard words like that from his lips.

For a moment, I felt angry, and a little like crying.

If I had heard it sooner,

perhaps, we wouldn’t have reached this point.

I would have understood that

he wasn’t completely devoid of feelings for me.

And I wouldn’t have left so resolutely.

It was strange; at this moment, my heart was unexpectedly calm.

I even had time to wonder about him and Evelyn Tan.

What about them?

Would the golden couple also end in regret?

As if sensing my thoughts, Jeremy’s brows furrowed: “She remarried a long time ago.”

I was silent for a long time.

Finally, I looked up at Jeremy and said, “None of that matters anymore.”

Even without Evelyn Tan,

Jeremy and I might not have had a good ending.

As others said, we were never from the same world.

I was his mismatch, his second choice.

From the very beginning, it was wrong.