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Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!

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Chapter 463

Chapter 463:

Several days passed.

Alexander's secretary stepped into the house.

“Mr. Bennett's message is clear—dragging this out is pointless. It's better to finalize the divorce sooner rather

than later.”

Katrina stared at the divorce agreement and was about to speak when Joyce burst out of the room. Refusing to

accept the harsh reality, she ran straight to Alexander's car and knocked on the tinted window.

“I'm not the type to cling shamelessly. Get out here and let's talk. If you still want the divorce after that, fine,

we'll get divorced.”

The car door opened, and Alexander stepped out.

But the moment he stood in front of her, it becclear—Joyce had no intention of letting him go.

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She continued speaking about her hardships, about how difficult it was to be in a marriage without love.

“Alexander, I've already been judged for having a child out of wedlock. If you divorcenow, how am |

supposed to face anyone? How will | ever marry again? | know you're still upset about what happened last time,

but it was only because | love you.

You marriedbut never touched me. Do you know what people say? They calltainted, damaged. Have you

ever thought about how that makesfeel? This marriage can’t work if I'm the only one trying.”

Joyce's tears fell freely now, as she recited the lines she had carefully rehearsed over the past few days, clinging

to the hope that they might soften his heart.

“Let’s not divorce. Let's go back hand make this work. Please.” For the first tsince their marriage, Joyce

adopted a posture of complete humility.

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She thought that as long as she admitted her mistakes, Alexander would reconsider. But she was wrong.

In the dim light of the evening, Alexander stood before her like an immovable mountain. His presence was cold,

his expression distant.

“I don’t like you. We're not suited for each other, and forcing this will only lead to misery for both of us. | can’t do

this anymore. This marriage has to end.”

Joyce hadn't imagined that even after lowering herself so much, Alexander would remain utterly unyielding. A

flicker of anger crossed her face, but she forced it down, masking her frustration.

“Alexander, | know you're still furious about what happened before, but | swear it won't happen again. I'll

apologize to the one | hurt. I'll even make up for the Bennett family’s losses.”

Before he could cut her off, she rushed to speak again, her voice trembling.

“That's enough. Don’t say anything. I'm going back inside now.”

Without waiting for a response, she turned on her heel and hurried away, her steps uneven and rushed.

Alexander remained rooted in place, exhaling a long, weary sigh. As he moved to return to his car, faint

footsteps caught his attention.

Turning toward the sound, he saw Daniela walking a small dog. The bell on its collar jingled, its gentle chime

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breaking the stillness of the dusky evening.

The weight pressing on Alexander's chest seemed to lift, his earlier frustration dissolving.

His eyes lingered on Daniela as she crouched down to scoop up the lively dog. She smiled as it wriggled in her

arms, its fur brushing against her cheek as if it were sharing a secret.

Her laugh, light and melodic, carried through the air as she murmured, “Why are you being such a little

troublemaker today?”

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