the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 915: This Is Your Last Chance—There Won’t Be a Next

Delphine saw his disheveled appearance and heard what he said, knowing he misunderstood, her heart sweet as honey, but she humd, "I was planning to leave, being scolded every day, I do care about face."

It was the first ti Ignatius Leclair heard her coquettish tone, and without a word, he lowered his head to kiss her, from her fair face to her cherry lips, until the guide dog circled around them and the approaching Nicholas awkwardly didn’t know whether to leave or stay.

In the end, Nicholas grinned and ran off.

Delphine petted the obedient guide dog, murmuring, "I thought you’d never use a guide dog in your life."

This man’s pride was sotis simply laughable.

"There are exceptions to everything," he said in a deep voice.

They were in no hurry to go back and sat on the grassy slope, enjoying a rare mont of tranquility.

The scene beca sowhat silent. Delphine didn’t know how to explain her departure, and Ignatius Leclair didn’t know how to explain his recent erratic behavior; they had pushed each other too hard.

After a few seconds of silence, he reached out to embrace her slender waist and asked in a low voice, "Did you sign the divorce papers?"

Delphine felt a panic in her heart, not only had she signed them, but the procedures were all completed.

Seeing her silence, Ignatius Leclair understood imdiately, his mood turned gloomy, and he said coldly, "Stay with for a little while longer, then you’ll have true freedom."

"What do you an by that?" Delphine suddenly lifted her head, her eyes instantly red, and she struggled to stand up.

He tightened his embrace, holding her firmly in his arms, keeping her sitting with him.

Delphine saw that there was no hint of intention to undergo surgery, and thought of how hard she had worked to find him, being scolded by him daily, with elderly and children at ho, and he was giving up so easily? Instantly overco with sadness, tears imdiately fell.

Ignatius Leclair’s body stiffened, sensing her tears, and awkwardly wiped her little face, saying heavily, "Isn’t letting you be free a good thing?"

"You sound so noble, letting your ex-wife be free, and dying in a foreign land; anyone would think I forced you to death." Thinking of his brain illness, the pain was so severe last night, Delphine felt even more distressed and said coldly, "Even if you die, you should return to Nanyang and tell your grandpa, tell Nicholas and Benjamin, just say you don’t want them anymore."

The man’s handso face tensed, asking deeply, "Are you sure you don’t want freedom? This is your last chance, there won’t be a next ti."

Leaving Nanyang was not just because of worsening illness, not wanting grandpa and those around to worry, but more because of heartache. He couldn’t stay in Nanyang, that city was filled with mories everywhere, he couldn’t bear the feeling of being without her.

He hadn’t told anyone, that he ca here just to heal his heartache. He tried everything, but she still wouldn’t love him, so he could only let go. As for the brain illness, it had been with him for over ten years, and he never minded it, if he was determined to die, he wouldn’t have brought Nicholas along.

Because Delphine had co all the way to find him, a sliver of hope rekindled in his heart, but he was old enough, unable to take any more turmoil.

"Think it over before you speak." His cold voice contained a hint of grim resolve.

Delphine, seeing his serious tone, hesitated with her words, if there was a second ti, he might really strangle her and then turn himself in.

Yet wasn’t she the sa? Daring not to love another easily, preferring to live out her life in solitude.