Noah knew, deep down, that he regretted it.

However, he didn’t have the courage to ask for Gwynn’s forgiveness and a chance to start over.

Divorce was the only option!

He most probably wouldn’t even marry Gianna. She had completely gone out of her mind right now!

To his surprise, he couldn’t see a shred of tenderness and tolerance in her. Every second he spent with her had made him feel suffocated.

Taking a fierce drag of his cigarette, he breathed out the smoke leisurely.

He actually felt heartache between puffs of smoke.

The next day, he spent all his time looking out the window in the easterly direction. Gwynn was probably on a plane, flying back to Silvercrest right now.

Evening rolled on. The servant knocked on the door. “Ms. Gianna is asking for you to join her for dinner, Mr. Noah.”

He remained quiet for several seconds.

Then, he snuffed out the cigarette, opened the door, and left.

Gianna put some thought into her appearance and applied makeup. She wore a beautifu