Submitting to My Ex-Wife novel (Pearl and Marc)

Chapter 29

“I’m sorry.”

Almost as if it slipped out unintentionally, those words came out of Marc’s mouth. Surprisingly, he did not feel like it was the wrong thing to say.

Pearl had cared for him for three years, and he had never really cared for her, even for a single day. Moreover, he had hurt her with another woman, so he did owe her an apology.

Hearing this unexpected apology from a man known for his bad temper and stubbornness, Pearl was momentarily taken aback.

She knew how difficult it was for Marc to apologize, and in her eyes, it was nearly impossible. She felt the likelihood of the Earth exploding seemed far g

However, what she had secretly hoped to hear from him was not “I’m sorry,” but rather “I

love you.”

Pearl smiled inwardly at her own thoughts, maintaining her composed demeanor. She replied calmly, “I accept your apology.”

With that, she turned and got into the car.

Her demeanor today was drastically different from before, as if she genuinely had no more feelings for him, no attachment left.

It seemed like she had truly given up on him.

The assistants got into the cars, preparing to depart. Marc suddenly remembered something as the engines roared to life and hurriedly tapped on the ca

Pearl was growing impatient, wondering why Marc had suddenly become so naggy. She hoped he would not continue to disturb her. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

She rolled down the window. “Mr. Males, is there anything else?”

Marc asked, “Three years ago, why did you disguise yourself as a nurse to come take care

of me? I chose you, but you could have refused. Why did you agree?”

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This question had been bothering him the most, and he genuinely wanted to know the

answer.

Pearl turned to look at him, and his expression showed that he was genuinely torn as if he cared deeply about the answer to this question.

“It doesn’t matter anymore,” she replied, her voice as cool and refreshing as the rain that trickled in through the car window. The chill spread across her f future, let’s just treat each other as strangers.”

The car window closed slowly, and the three black cars gradually drove away from Marc’s

view.

Standing in the rain, holding his umbrella, Marc watched as the cars grew smaller and smaller, his heart heavy with a sense of loss. It felt as if something

his life.

He felt an unfamiliar pain in his heart, unlike anything he had ever experienced.

Suddenly, his shoulder felt a weight.

He turned his head to see Lucas with a brilliant smile. Lucas was still covered in rain, his hair wet, and he seemed surrounded by a mist, but his face sho

Lucas put his arm around Marc’s shoulder and teasingly asked, “Did you start missing her the moment she left?”

Marc pushed him away disdainfully, his handsome face cold. “None of your business.”

“Of course, it is my business,” Lucas retorted with a grin.

Lucas clung to Marc like a stubborn Band– Aid, continuing to tease him, “You know, they say you should never steal your best friend’s wife. But now that you and Pearl are completely. separated, s free agent, and I can go after her.”

Marc stopped in his tracks, giving Lucas a sidelong glance. His icy–cold gaze was like a dagger, aimed straight at Lucas. “Are you serious?”

Lucas stood upright, dropping his playful tone and meeting Marc’s gaze seriously. “Of

course, I’m serious. What, you don’t approve? You never liked Pearl, did you?” He studied Marc’s expression and added, “Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for

Marc’s eyes darkened for a moment.

Lucas and Marc stood beneath the same umbrella, face to face, sizing each other up. was like a game, but this time, they had become rivals.

They used to be comrades in arms, but now they were opponents.

“You’re not a good match for her,” Marc declared firmly.

It

Lucas shrugged. “How do you know we’re not a good match if I don’t give it a try? Besides, you don’t really know her. Why do you get to decide if we’re a

Lucas knew exactly where Marc’s weak point was, so he hit him with the most painful

words.

Marc narrowed his eyes dangerously. “She’s not the kind of woman you casually fool

around with.”

“I know, so I’m planning to go all in and chase after her like never before.”

Lucas shifted his weight and glanced in the direction Pearl had left. “At first, I was worried she might still have lingering feelings for you, but judging from the situation, it seems l was wrong. Once a woman decides to sever ties, she’s way more ruthless than a man. But I like it.”

He flashed a triumphant smile and lightly patted Marc’s shoulder. “I won’t give you a wedding gift, and I won’t wish you a happy marriage. Instead, expect to hear good news of my victory soon. Who knows, you might even be attending my wedding shortly.“:

Lucas smiled brightly, took out a cigarette and a lighter, lit up, adjusted his trench coat, and disappeared into the rain, waving casually. “I’m out of here, b

Marc watched Lucas leave with an air of nonchalance, his right hand, which hung by his side, slowly clenched into a fist, the veins in his hand standing o

His complexion grew increasingly dark, like the night itself.

It was raining, so the helicopter could not take off. Pearl sat in the car, heading back to Nanston, looking tired. She grabbed a blanket to cover herself, pl

In a half–awake daze, the car suddenly jolted, jarring Pearl awake. “What’s the driver doing?” Pearl frowned.

The driver had almost hit someone and hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry, Miss Pearl.”

Mason looked at the gray figure that flashed past the front of the car and felt an odd sense of familiarity. He became alert, reaching for his pocket. Just as he wa

Pearl felt a chill wash over her. Lucas was soaked from the rain, his clothes clinging to him. Pearl glared at Lucas, who had barged in like a giant gray ra

“We’re all friends here. Don’t be so cold,” Lucas said nonchalantly. As soon as he got in the car, he started removing his clothes. First, his coat came off,

Just as he was about to unfasten his belt, a knife was pressed against his neck.

Pearl’s voice was icy, and her whole body exuded a murderous aura. “Do you want to mess

with me?”

Lucas shifted his neck slightly and felt a twinge of pain at his throat. Pearl’s knife was incredibly sharp as if it could easily pierce through his neck. “Don’t

With a playful grin, Lucas reached out and grasped the handle of Pearl’s knife, slowly moving it away. He touched his own neck and found it covered in blood, inwardly impressed, thinking, “She didn’t hold

“Don’t get the wrong idea,” he said, flicking his wet hair and smiling. “I’m just soaked from the rain and didn’t want to dirty your car.”

Pearl remained unmoved by his explanation, her tone still icy. “If you had that kind of consideration, you wouldn’t have gotten in to begin with.”

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Lucas re–fastened his belt, his white shirt drenched and clinging to his body, accentuating his well– defined chest and abs. His shirttails hung loose, and he had not properly buttoned up, giving him a carefree appearance. He casually wiped away the blood on his neck with

some tissues.

He leaned back lazily in the seat, his beautiful eyes carrying a hint of a smile, resembling a mythical handsome man. “I genuinely want to be friends with