He Asked for a Divorce, Then Begged Me to Marry Him Again After I Moved On Chapter 13

He Asked for a Divorce, Then Begged Me to Marry Him Again After I Moved On Chapter 13

We held our victory celebration dinner that evening.

The entire team left work early and carpooled to the venue.

Ethan spun his car keys on his finger and spoke to me.

“You’re riding with me.”

“No need. I can take a seat in Mark’s car.”

Ethan turned his head slowly toward Mark.

“Oh, Claire… I just remembered my front seat is piled with equipment. With three other colleagues,

there’s no space left…”

Before leaving, Mark shot Ethan a meaningful glance.

Ethan looked at me with an amused expression.

I felt something was slightly off, but responded, “Alright then, sorry to trouble you.”

At a red light, Ethan’s fingers tapped rhythmically against the steering wheel.

“I’ve completely cut ties with Serena,” he said out of nowhere.

I didn’t react immediately and turned to look at him.

“Hmm?”

The light turned green.

Ethan stepped lightly on the gas, keeping his eyes on the road.

“Didn’t you say you didn’t want me in contact with her anymore?”

“I’m simply reporting in to my COO.”

I nodded and remarked, “That’s good.”

After dinner, the team suggested grabbing drinks at a local bar.

It was hard to say whether it was terrible luck or coincidence.

Serena was working there as a part-time waitress.

She looked at Ethan nervously, not daring to greet him.

Ethan looked away with complete indifference.

It wasn’t hard to guess that her wealthy boyfriend had officially dumped her.

Given her financial situation as a scholarship student, taking part-time shifts was completely logical.

When Serena came over to take orders at our table, she kept stealing glances at Ethan.

“Hello, what can I get for you?”

Ethan acted as if she were invisible. Mark placed the order for drinks.

Serena was young and attractive, drawing uncomfortable glances from several intoxicated

customers nearby.

When she went to serve another table, a half-drunk patron placed his hand firmly on her exposed

shoulder.

“Ah!”

“Don’t touch me!”

“Come on, sweetheart, have a drink with me. If you do, I’ll order your most expensive bottle.””

Ethan turned his head to look in that direction.

Serena was held by the shoulder, tears brimming in her eyes.

Across the crowded floor, she looked at Ethan with a helpless expression.

Mark tried to smooth things over. “Security should be here shortly. Let’s not get involved. Cheers,

everyone.”

The patron grew bolder, sliding his hand toward her collarbone.

Serena burst into tears.

Ethan slammed his glass heavily onto the table.

He stood up and walked straight toward them.

Serena shoved the patron away and hid behind Ethan.

The patron tried to grab her again, but Ethan shoved his hand aside.

“Have you had enough?”

“Are you an animal, acting like this in public?”

The patron spat aggressively, “Who the hell are you?”

“He’s my boyfriend!” Serena shouted.

Ethan paused for a split second after she spoke.

Yet he didn’t deny it.

“Got a boyfriend and still working a job like this? Your boyfriend must be useless.”

The patron let out a disgusting laugh.

The next second, Ethan threw a punch that knocked the man sideways, leaving him barely able to

stand.

To prevent the situation from escalating, several of us rushed forward to separate them.

However, both sides were already tangled in a brawl.

The scene descended into chaos.

Just as I pulled back to dial nine-one-one, someone flung a heavy glass bottle toward us.

Ethan instinctively wrapped his arms around Serena to shield her.

Unable to duck in time, I was struck directly on the side of my head.

Collapsing into a pool of blood, as my vision blurred, I heard Serena sobbing to Ethan.

“I broke up with him. I finally see that man for what he truly is.”

“Ethan, please forgive me.”

“To make it up to you, let me be your girlfriend again.”