Chapter 695
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Dustin took a seat next to him, his brow furrowed with concern. “Why agree to go through with the divorce if you don’t want it?”
Collin’s response was a cold, hard stare.
Dustin caught on right away. “Alright, fine. I’ll take it back, all right?”
Looking away, Collin whispered, “I can’t stand up to Linsey… I’ve never been able to refuse her anything.”
He let out a bitter, self-mocking smile before continuing, “Linsey already despises me. I can’t give her more reason to hate me, and I refuse to let her stay buried in sorrow because of what I’ve done.”
Collin paused for a moment before adding, “I’m left with no other option but to divorce Linsey.”
Dustin exhaled deeply and said, “You should have been honest with her from the start. Your fear made you delay everything. Now, the elaborate proposal you planned is just a dream. How could she possibly perceive your true feelings?”
Collin slowly shook his head from side to side and said in a raspy voice, “At this point, the proposal, my intentions… it’s all irrelevant. Honesty is what Linsey values most in a partner, and I fell short from the very beginning. Our marriage is inevitably headed for divorce.”
“What are you thinking of doing once the divorce is finalized?” asked Dustin.
Grasping his glass firmly, Collin responded decisively, “I’ll do everything in my power to win her back.”
Collin then gulped down his wine in one swift motion.
Dustin arched an eyebrow and said, “If you’re serious about winning her over, you might want to ease up on the drinking. Showing up tomorrow reeking of alcohol isn’t exactly going to leave a good impression.”
At that, Collin’s demeanor changed for the better. “You have a point!” he exclaimed, putting down his glass. “I’ll book a room at the hotel next door and…”
Before Collin could continue, Dustin intervened, grabbing his arm. “Hold on, let me get you some water first to help you sober up. You’ve had quite a bit to drink, and jumping into a shower could be dangerous.”
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“Yes, I know.” Collin gave him a dismissive look. “I’m not as drunk as you think.”
Dustin paused, momentarily at a loss for words.
He then recalled Collin’s high tolerance and conceded that perhaps he was being overly cautious.
As Collin walked away, Dustin texted Dominic, saying, “Collin has finally left the bar. Nothing motivates him like the fear of offending Linsey with the smell of alcohol.”
Dominic, having just completed a surgery, responded with calm assurance, “Collin would endure any hardship for Linsey. Just make sure he stays safe.”
Once he slipped his phone back into his pocket, Dustin got ready to head out of the bar.
Given everything Collin was dealing with, the atmosphere wasn’t exactly suited for unwinding.
Then, just as he turned, something caught his eye—a figure cornered by a group of men near the back of the room.
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