Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 411: She didn't want to listen to Greyson's attempts at comforting her. It all seemed meaningless to her. Her mind was in disarray. Since she didn't say anything, Greyson continued to persuade her. "Don't be sad," he said. Before he could finish, Candice retorted coldly, "It was not your child, so spare me your crocodile tears." Greyson's eyes flashed with a stern look, but he held back his frustration and said, "Candice, the baby is gone. You have to face the truth." He paused for a moment and reached out to touch her arm through the quilt. "I've thought it over.

The past is in the past. I know I wronged you before. I didn't know about Rachel and Madilyn's scheme to frame you on our wedding night. It was not your fault. I don't want to argue with you about anything anymore. I can forget all this and pretend it never happened. I'm willing to make it up to you. The Harman family will punish Rachel for her actions. She'll never hurt you again. Come back to me, Candice. Let's remarry." Taking her hand, Greyson hoped she would agree. "Tonight, at the ambassador's wife's birthday party, everyone knew you had been wronged. I'll make up for it.

We'll remarry, and I'll make sure no one gossips about you in the future. I promise you that." Candice turned to face Greyson, staring at him with a serious expression. It was the first time she had ever heard such sincere words from him. It seemed as though he really meant what he said. However, his words held no weight for her anymore. She looked at him with a cold, resolute gaze and pulled her hand away from his. Then she said, "Greyson, I don't think you left the divorce decrees in the Harman family's residence. They are not in your apartment. If I'm correct, they are in your office.

You keep them in your safe, right?" Greyson paused, his face laced with confusion. ｍｅ ｕｄｔｅｓ ｎ ɢｌｖｌ. He couldn't understand what she was getting at. Candice made her intentions clear and explained, "After tonight, everyone will know that we've divorced. There's no need to hide it any longer. Go to your office and bring me one of the divorce decrees. I'll be waiting for you here." Greyson didn't expect Candice to ask for the divorce decree so soon after her operation. He couldn't believe the decree mattered more to her than her health.

She even seemed to care more about it than what happened to Madilyn and Rachel. What was she thinking? Pursing his thin lips, Greyson kept silent and looked away sullenly. Meanwhile, Candice felt an excruciating pain in her body as the anesthesia wore off. She endured the pain and urged, "Mr. Harman, please get it for me! I know you haven't torn them up. It's no use lying to me. I need it by tonight." . . .