EX-husband Groveling to Me

Chapter 96 You Are Wishful Thinking

Suny stopped at a table in the corner and sat down, clutching her coat: "What’s wrong, Mr. Johnson?"

Austin looked at Suny. In a year's time, this ex-wife of his was like a different person to him.

Those three years of marriage between him and Suny were completely nominal, and they didn't even

sleep together for a single night after the wedding.

She was at the Johnson family villa and he was at his flat.

In those three years, he had nothing but the initial impression of a gold-digger for her.

He had mistaken her adoration for heartfelt ingratiation, and now once she had retracted it. The two

now sat face to face, and Suny seemed unwilling to bestow even a common smile on him.

Austin felt his heart ache: "I always owed you an apology for what happened between us."

Suny's fingers flipped through the menu with a slight beat as she looked up at Austin across the table,

"Mr. Johnson, you are very kind, in matters of affection, it is always a matter of willingness. In the past, I

liked you, and what I did was naturally what I was willing to do. Although it was a bit silly, it was indeed

what I was willing to do, and you didn't do me any wrong."

With that, she smiled, "I should say sorry to myself."

Although Suny was smiling, there was no half-hearted smile on her face, her charming eyes were

slightly raised, and her bright eyes were cold inside.

With every word, she held a sharp knife in her hand and stabbed him straight in the chest.

For the first time in Austin's life, he liked someone and felt the torment of love for the first time.

Elijah said that they all owed Suny an apology. Although Elijah was bitchy, he wasn't wrong on this

point.

He had been preparing for so long, and finally spoke today, but his next words were blocked out by

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She said goodbye to him in the most bland and subdued manner, and then used the most sensible and

sober words to get him to give up.

Now, even if he put his self-righteous arrogance aside, he didn't know how he should go about telling

Suny that he had found himself falling for her.

Seeing his silence, Suny, "It's late, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Wait."

Austin brought up the folder at his side, "We had three years of marriage, and you did have three years

as Mrs. Johnson, it's unfair for you go leave without a penny."

It was only then that Suny noticed that he had originally taken a document with him.

Suny glanced at the documents on the desktop, flipped through them, and let out a laugh, "Do you

think I'm short of money?"

Austin frowned, "I didn't mean that."

Suny said, "Then you are really generous, this villa is at least fifty million, plus five percent of the equity

of KLOC, if I resell it, two to three billion is not a problem."

She said, closing the document with a snap and glancing coolly at Austin: "But I'm sorry to disappoint

you, I really don't lack much money."

Suny moved the paper back to him, "I forced you to marry me in the first place, you don't need to feel

guilty about those three years, and you don't owe me anything, Austin."

After saying that, she collected the smile on her face, picked up the coat aside and got up: "The

scenery in C City is nice, Mr. Johnson, you can find a professional guide to take you around, wish you a

good trip."

With those words, she raised her eyebrows and turned to leave.

"But you owe me, Suny."

The bar was not crowded tonight, just a dozen or so people, with slow ballads on, a casual and cordial

atmosphere was broken by his voice.

Austin's voice was not too loud, but it was slightly raised, yet it was loud enough for those present to

hear.

Hearing this from him, Suny gave a beat to her feet, looked back at him and gave a light laugh, "What

do I owe you?"

That sound he made just now drew many people to look over, Austin swept a glance at the people

around him and lifted his leg to walk up to Suny: "You made me fall in love with you."

Suny was stunned, the light inside the bar was not very bright, and Austin's eyes were sunken black

inside.

She looked up, and it was the same as usual, the only difference being that so close she could see

herself reflected inside those pupils.

When these words came out of Austin's mouth, Suny was surprised.

In all the years she had known Austin, Suny had never seen him say anything nice to anyone.

He actually said he was in love with her.

Shouldn't she feel honoured?

Unfortunately, she didn't feel it.

"What does it matter to me?"

Suny looked at him with a smirk.

Austin's lips twitched slightly, wanting to say something, but finding himself unable to say anything.

He had been proud of himself, and he had never suffered such a major setback.

In fact, he had wanted to confess his love for a long time.

He had sent her flowers and had asked her out, although none of them were very successful, Suny

was so smart that she should have guessed long ago that he liked her.

Yet he still didn't say those few words, and now he finally spoke it out, and the answer was expected.

Suny withdrew her eyes: "It's my business to like you, so you don't owe me anything for those three

years. It's your business to like me, so, Austin, it's time for you to feel what is wishful thinking is."

She said, laughing softly out loud, slightly ruffle her long hair around her shoulders, putting on her coat

on and taking a step away.

Like her?

Sorry about that, she didn't like him now.

Suny did not expect that retribution would really come, and that it would come so quickly.

Gee, it was cool.

Austin stood there, watching Suny walk away, and remembered the day when the two had just gotten

married, she looked up at him with a heavy bridal makeup and a smile on her face, and told him,

"Austin, I do."

But now she just walked away.

He felt resentful, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Suny eventually disappeared around the corner and someone came up to him, "Wanna drink,

handsome?"

Austin took a look at the woman, her heavy make-up under the dark light was like a layer of flour.

Where did her confidence come from?

With a sullen face, he pushed the woman's hand away straight away and lifted his leg to leave the bar

as well.

The woman's face stiffened and she could only stomp her foot fiercely as she looked at the man's tall

back.

His watch was an F's '05 limited edition, over three million. A man who could wear a watch like that was

a rich man, and she could not afford to mess with him.