Divorce My CEO Husband

Chapter 3||

Amanda's POV.

The incident made me very frustrated, but I still picked myself up and messaged Nathan, saying to him that I would wait for him for dinner, as is customary.

The text message I sent this afternoon never got a reply.

I was a little distracted and cut my finger on the knife while chopping vegetables, and the maid came to take the knife from my hand: "Madam, you go rest, I'll do it here."

I shook my head, making dinner for Nathan was one of my few hobbies, and although he rarely came home for dinner, it had become a habit of mine that I didn't want to let anyone else replace. I wanted him to eat food that I had made with my own hands, and for us to sit at a table and maybe ...... occasionally be able to talk about the day and our experiences. Of course, it was all a fantasy of mine; Nathan never brought up his work or life at the dinner table.

The sound of the door opening rang out in the foyer, and like a rabbit hearing movement, I wiped my hands on my apron and rushed out.

He was finally back!

There was a tall, straight man standing in the doorway, and he was on the phone, tossing the suit jacket in his hand to the maid on the side by the way. I rushed forward and picked it up, hugging his blazer and following him.

"Nathan, today."

"Wait a minute." He frowned slightly, then ignored me completely and sat down on the couch in the living room, gesturing for the maid on the side to pour him water.

I hurriedly handed the maid my organized suit jacket and went to the kitchen to pour him water myself. When I came out, Nathan's phone call had already finished, and I sat beside him to hand him the water.

His screen was still on, and I swept it without thinking.

No unread text messages ......

He read my message but didn't reply to me.

Nathan drank the water, placed the glass casually on the table, and swept a casual glance at me, his gaze fixed on my finger: "What happened to your hand?"

I was a little surprised to see him notice my wound and said, "I hurt my hand while cutting vegetables."

I thought he would be a little concerned about me, but he just said indifferently, "Don't cook next time."

"But I think you need to eat properly after a long day of work. So."

"No, I've already eaten out."

He returned his attention to his work, his tone flat, but it was as if my heart was being rubbed heavily.

This was the first time Nathan had rejected me so directly and clearly. In his mind, he probably felt that the act of carefully preparing dinner for him was superfluous, or that I was already a superfluous person ......

This kind of thoughts keep appearing in my mind, making me a little tasteless. The first time I saw him, Nathan's assistant was next to him, giving him a report on the day's work and tomorrow's schedule.

I always hated eating like this, Nathan always likes to listen to his assistant report the day's work during dinner, he looked serious, the assistant also trembled, and even I could not eat. But I can not say anything, once I expressed dissatisfaction, may even lose this opportunity to eat dinner together.

The assistant was talking about today's exchange rate, I had a little difficulty swallowing and was chewing the steak in my mouth, when I saw Nathan suddenly frown and interrupt: "Wrong."

The assistant and I froze at the same time as Nathan placed his knife and fork, elegantly wiped the corner of his lips, and spoke in a stern tone, "Today's exchange rate is not 1.3, but 1.2336."

The assistant's face paled and apologized, "Sorry, Mr. Lancaster, I misspoke, this is yesterday's exchange rate ......"

Nathan interrupted mercilessly, "Such a simple mistake, what were you thinking?"

The assistant's face became paler, and he looked so pitiful that I couldn't help but speak up: "Nathan, just correct it ......" Isn't it a little too unkind, just because it's wrong, and more importantly, he himself clearly knows the correct answer? Why be so unforgiving?

Nathan looked indifferent and said to me: "Have you had enough?"

I nodded , and he turned his head and instructed the maid: "Accompany madam upstairs."

He did not directly refute me, but this is even more embarrassing than directly refuting me, I am his wife, does it have to be so formal at home to eat dinner with him? Do we have to be so polite? What's more, there are so many people here, and Nathan doesn't seem to care about my feelings.

I am no longer willing to accept the reality that Nathan does not like me, which is why I need to keep so many rules in their house in front of him.

We can't be too close, and I can't beg for mercy because I'm not that qualified in front of him.

If it were usual, I might have gotten used to it, but today, probably because of the episode before dinner, I became extra sensitive, and hearing him say that made me feel very bad.

I went upstairs to change my clothes, leaving the poor assistant to face Nathan.

The meal was not very tasty, and I was thinking about it even in the shower. Why was Nathan so indifferent? Did he have no feelings for me at all? Is it true that after four years, we will end up in divorce?

After I got into bed because I thought about it for a long time in confusion, I didn't react until I turned off the lights and Nathan took me in his arms and tried to do something with me. I quickly rolled out of his arms and refused, "Not today, I don't want to!"

I had too much fun last night, and I'm in vague pain today.

Nathan's voice seemed even colder in the darkness: "Why not? You are not in your period."

He actually remembered my period ......

I was not sure what to say for a while, I couldn't find any excuse, and I was too embarrassed to mention last night, after all, it was my fault in the first place, I could only say vaguely: "Anyway ......I just can't, not today."

After a few seconds of silence, Nathan pressed the bedside lamp and seemed to be about to say something, but after he glanced at his phone, he immediately dressed sharply, I was startled and quickly asked, "Where are you going?"

Nathan went into the checkroom to change, and his voice came from far away, and the emotion in it was inaudible: "To go somewhere else."

He was gone.

I didn't know where he was going, and he didn't bother to tell me where he was going. He was under no obligation to tell me where he was going, we had a mere physical relationship, and when I refused such an invitation, I was only abandoned.

I sat on my bed, never wanting to cry so much at any moment.

He didn't even have the patience to sleep with me all night just because I wouldn't sleep with him.

What was I to him? A one-night stand?

I tried to call Nathan several times to ask him where he had gone, but when I got to the dialer, I couldn't press the number.

I got up and made breakfast formyself. It was so quiet that I had to turn on the TV to make the house at least a little louder and less lonely.

The default channel on the TV was the morning news, probably the channel that Nathan watches regularly. The news was talking about an unexpected situation in a major conglomerate last night, and the president of the group rushed back last night to deal with it urgently and finally stabilized the situation before the opening of the market today.

I have little interest in the news, plus the events of last night have been nagging at me in the back of my mind, making me not even finish this breakfast.

I'm still raising money around and the whole thing is very anxious. I just got up tired of coming to the office today,, and I'm still going around raising money and the whole thing is very anxious. I came to the company today also to borrow money from the company, I have been working in the company for almost three years, and came in when the company was first established, I want to advance my future bonus, as well as borrow some more money.

In fact, I didn't have much confidence in such a request, I didn't know if the company would lend it to me, but now I didn't know what else to do if my relatives weren't willing do and the company wasn't willing either.

"Amanda, good morning." I had been sitting in the manager's office for a long time when she finally arrived.

I smiled at her, no longer having the leisure to exchange pleasantries with her, and cut to the chase as quickly as possible, "Good morning, I wanted to talk to you about the thing I sent you earlier in the email."

Nancy's smile faded a bit and sighed: "Amanda, I understand your anxious mood right now, but you know very well when you enter the company, our company can develop to now, in the industry is not a big company, this money is also quite a lot, I can not pass such an application."

I know Nancy's difficulty, after all, I signed the contract myself, I shook my lips, once again pleaded: "I really need this money, I know such a request is a bit too much, but I can not think of any other good way at the moment."

Nancy shook her head, raised her chin at me and gestured for me to look outside: "Most of the people sitting outside have old employees of the company, you will borrow, others may also borrow, when the time comes what problems ......"

I stopped talking, she was right and it made perfect sense. I can't morally kidnap people with my own affairs, it seems there is no more to talk about ......

I forced a smile, Nancy also saw that I was really desperate, she looked at the wedding ring in my hand: "I wanted to say when you entered the company, you have a ring worth a lot of money, why do not you seek help from your husband?"

I do not know how to answer, originally the relationship between Nathan and I is an agreement to marry, there is no feelings between us at all, how can I borrow money from him? What's more,...... well, I guess he wouldn't even lend it to me, maybe even tell me seriously and coldly what the bank's interest rate is.

In fact, the Internet is now so advanced, if I want to know, it is not difficult at all. But I always felt ashamed, like I was spying on him. He didn't even take the initiative to let me into his life, but I looked around to find out what kind of work he did and what kind of income he had, making me feel even more like a clown.

"He ...... isn't that rich either." I I don't know how to answer, I can only say vaguely, the money is not a small amount, I'm actually not sure if Nathan has, but even if he has, it has nothing to do with me, originally the relationship between Nathan and I is an agreement to marry, not to mention that he doesn't care about me.