Lady Warrior's Warth on Divorce Day novel Chapter 163

Zoya was startled, and in the next instant, Wren crushed her in his arms.

“Zozo, you can’t lie to me! You said it, so you can’t take it back,” Wren choked out.

Zoya gently stroked Wren’s back while he hugged her like a protective bear. “I said it, so I’m not taking it back. I mean it, and I’m not changing my mind. Wren, I love you!”

Her words at that moment sounded like a divine melody to his cars.

He had always thought that everything that happened last night was already mercy from God, a rare gift he didn’t deserve.

Even if she’d only been swayed by his charm for a moment, or just felt sorry for his obsession, he would have cherished it all the same.

As long as it meant she clung to him a little tighter, relied on him a little more, that was all he ever wanted.

But now, she was actually telling him she loved him.

He couldn’t believe his luck, and he was overflowing with gratitude.

“Zozo, Zozo…” Wren kept murmuring her name, hugging her even tighter.

All he wanted was to feel her in his arms, to make sure this wasn’t all a dream.

“Alright!” Zoya cupped Wren’s face and smiled at the tear tracks on his cheeks. “And you said I shouldn’t cry. Yet here you are, crying first.”

“I’m just so happy,” he said. “I never knew I could be this happy!”

His joy was so infectious that Zoya found herself smiling too. She reached out and softly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. “From now on, we’ll always be happy. When we find Oscar, I’ll tell him you’re the one I chose, the one I truly love!”

Wren’s lashes quivered at her words. He dropped his gaze, trying to hide that brief spark of guilt in his eyes.

“Also, I went over to the military base today and managed to get the drone Oscar was using right before he went missing. I checked the recordings stored on its SD card. There was even a clip where I could hear his voice. That’s what made me cry,” Zoya explained.

Wren instinctively squeezed her tighter. “Did you find any useful clues in there?”

Zoya’s eyes dimmed with sadness. “It confirmed Oscar’s disappearance is really linked to that border fire. The authorities over there now believe… Oscar didn’t survive.”

“Oscar didn’t die!” Wren’s words rang out, resolute.

Zoya froze.

Wren seemed to have sensed something. He said, “He’s your brother. I’m sure he wouldn’t die so easily. He must still be alive.”

‘As long as Oscar’s alive,‘ Wren thought, ‘maybe there’s still hope for me and Zozo.

“Yeah, Oscar must still be alive,” Zoya agreed.

Wren pressed his lips together. “By the way, I had someone dig up the story about Jasmine and the co–pilot, Ryan, from back then. Turns out, there’s some pretty interesting stuff.”

As he spoke, Wren handed Zoya the file he’d left on the coffee table earlier.

He then said, “Five years ago, Jasmine used to smoke. Not a lot, but she’d have a few at parties with friends or when she was really stressed out.

“But after that border fire five years ago, she quit cold turkey. No one has ever seen her smoke since.

“And back then, her mission was to fly to the border and team up with Ryan to rescue some fellow citizens who were trapped. She must have been under a lot of pressure.

“After all, the situation at the border was chaos back then, and missions like that were nothing short of dangerous.

“So when the plane stopped over at Austeville, someone actually spotted Jasmine lighting up a cigarette.”

Zoya listened to what Wren was saying, her gaze dropping down as she gripped the dossier in her hands.

All these clues seemed to be converging, all roads leading right back to Jasmine.

“I know the Richmond family has some high–tech computers and equipment for data recovery. I was hoping I could borrow them to restore a damaged video,” Zoya said to Wren.

“Anything I have is yours to use,” Wren replied without hesitation.

Zoya felt a warm glow in her chest. “Thank you!” she said.

“Zozo, you don’t ever need to thank me,” Wren murmured.

All he worried about was whether he’d done enough to make her stay.

Harvey lounged lazily in a bar chair, looking like he didn’t have a care in the world, just casually sipping his drink.

At the table next to him, a man had his arm around a woman, both of them nursing their drinks. Every so often, the woman said something to him that sent him into fits of laughter.

If Jasmine had been there, she would’ve recognized him instantly. It was Paul, who’d been blackmailing her.

“Paul, you’re feeling pretty generous tonight! Did something good happen?” the woman teased, snuggling

closer.

“Of course it’s good news! I’m about to strike it rich! I’m in a damn good mood, so if you treat me right, I’ll make sure your tip tonight is extra sweet,” Paul said.

“Well, thanks in advance, Paul!” she giggled, topping off his drink. “But what’s the good news? Come on, don’t leave me hanging!”

After a few drinks, Paul couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

“Oh, I’m on a lucky streak! Someone paid me to look into something, but turns out, I caught a woman pretending to be a lifesaver. You know me, I kept my mouth shut to the client and tracked her down myself.

“If she wants me to stay quiet, she’s gotta cough up a fat wad of cash…”

Paul was showing off shamelessly, bragging about how smart he was, totally clueless that Harvey, sitting at the next table, was catching every word.

Once Harvey had heard enough, he arched a brow, got to his feet, and left.

The woman who had cuddled up to Paul also made up an excuse and ducked out.

As they brushed past each other in the hallway, the woman leaned in and whispered, “Mr. Crawford, your favor’s done. I handled it just like you asked.”

“Thanks. I’m a man of my word. You’ll get every benefit I promised,” Harvey replied flatly.

The woman smirked in satisfaction.

When Eowyn got this info from Harvey, she frowned. “So this Paul guy is blackmailing Jasmine. The woman he mentioned, the one pretending to be the person who saved Nicolas, must be Jasmine.”

“What’s this all about?” Harvey asked.

“I actually found out when I went to the airport with Zozo. Back then, Zozo was the one who dragged Nicolas out of the river after he’d been stabbed. But somehow, Nicolas thinks it was Jasmine who rescued him,” Eowyn explained.

Eowyn trusted Zoya implicitly. ‘That only leaves one answer… she thought. ‘Jasmine’s been lying all along

“Hmph, so this is where the real fun begins,” Harvey snorted with a cold laugh. “I can’t wait to see Nicolas’s face when he realizes he’s mistaken his lifesaver. Honestly, Zozo should’ve just left him drowning in the river

back then.”

“Absolutely!” Eowyn nodded, her voice sharp. “So what now? We can’t just keep watching that jerk and his shameless girlfriend live a good life, can we?”

Just thinking about how Nicolas had let Zoya down for three whole years made Eowyn grit her teeth in anger.

“There’s no way we’ll let them get away with this. I’m about to set up the perfect show for Nicolas and Jasmine. It’s payback time, for Zozo’s sake,” Harvey drawled casually.

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But his eyes held an icy edge.