Right then, Gwyneth got a call from Kieran.
His cold voice came through, “They just got here. Bet they’re here for you.”
Gwyneth looked cold and detached. “Asher sure knows how to time things. He knew exactly when I’d return.
Kieran was quiet for a moment before saying, “If you’d rather not deal with them, I’ll send someone to make them leave.”
His steady, soothing voice made her feel safe.
After a pause, he added, “They’re probably here to convince you.”
Gwyneth thought it over for a second, then shook her head. Asher might not have come from a rich family, but his parents, Harvey Crowe and Rosalie Ridley, had been good to her over the
years.
They’d always send her fresh produce from their farm, growing whatever she loved to eat. So even though Gwyneth had lawyers prepping for the divorce, she still wanted to keep things respectful with them.
“Let them in. I’ll talk to them,” Gwyneth said.
After parking the car, she sat for about ten minutes before finally heading into the living room.
Harvey and Rosalie jumped up excitedly when they saw her. As Kieran predicted, they came by to talk her into reconciling with Asher.
They stressed that Gwyneth and Asher had been in love for 12 years and knew each other inside and out. Finding someone new didn’t promise they’d have good character.
Plus, Asher had cut ties with Liana, and Gwyneth still held 80% of his company shares. He’d never failed to provide for her over the years.
Harvey and Rosalie looked at Gwyneth, regret heavy in their eyes.
They knew that someone like Gwyneth was a rare find for Asher, especially considering their family situation. They promised they’d watch Asher closely if she got back together with him.
Once they were done talking, Gwyneth shook her head and pulled out the divorce agreement. Mr. and Mrs. Crowe, think about it from my point of view. If I were Asher, would you want your daughter to get back with a guy who cheated on her for nine years?”
She’d treated Harvey and Rosalle well over the years. She was always the one who arranged their hospital visits. Whenever she came across good supplements, she’d pick them up and send them over.
Harvey and Rosalle shared a look and sighed, feeding defeated.
