Urging Him to Get a Divorce (Aveline and Xavier) novel Chapter 807

**A Divorce 807**

“I strongly suggest you consider dropping this case,” Xavier said, his voice steady yet laced with concern.

Gerald remained silent, his gaze fixed on the floor, as if the weight of the world pressed down upon him. Xavier could sense the turmoil swirling within Gerald; he was teetering on the edge of despair.

After all, Gerald had genuine feelings for Josephine.

Xavier recalled the moment when he himself had faced the harsh reality of Aveline’s desire for divorce. It had been a heart-wrenching realization, one that sent him spiraling into panic and despair. The pain had been overwhelming, threatening to break him apart at the seams.

But now, he had a chance to mend things, to salvage what remained of his own relationship.

With a determined flick of his thumb, he sent a text to Aveline: *Eileen and Vincent came to see me. They want two hundred million.*

He half-expected Aveline to ignore him, to let the silence stretch between them like an unbridgeable chasm. But to his surprise, her reply came swiftly. *Tens of millions in jewelry is nothing, so two hundred million to save your darling is even less of a big deal.*

Xavier felt a chill creep over him, as if Aveline’s words had cast a shadow across his heart. He stared at the screen, grappling with a mix of confusion and irritation. Was she genuinely mocking him, or did she truly believe that Eileen and Vincent were motivated by a desire to rescue Josephine?

As he pondered the situation, it dawned on him that Aveline likely understood he had no connection to Josephine. This was about more than money; this was about Aveline’s anger over his past indifference. She was using Josephine as a pawn in her game of revenge, and it stung.

*You keep making me angry all day. Aren’t you afraid I’ll age prematurely from all the stress?* he texted, frustration bubbling to the surface.

This time, Aveline’s silence was deafening.

As the clock ticked closer to bedtime, Xavier sent one last message, hoping to bridge the distance between them: *Babe, good night.*

Meanwhile, after leaving the opulent Beltran mansion, Eileen turned to her brother, Vincent, who was focused intently on the road. Her voice trembled with anxiety as she asked, “Brother, what are we going to do? I can’t go to jail for Josephine and walk away empty-handed, can I?”

Vincent clenched his jaw, frustration etched across his face. “Damn it, I never thought Xavier would stoop so low. I genuinely believed he was being reasonable by agreeing to meet us, that he wanted to hear our side regarding the recording.”

“Do you think he anticipated our intentions? Or perhaps Josephine spilled the beans about you asking Courtney for a hundred million?” Eileen speculated, her brow furrowed with worry.

“Honestly, I suspect that Xavier and Josephine have already had a significant falling out. He was the one who provided that surveillance footage,” Vincent replied, his voice heavy with concern.

Eileen’s eyes widened. “Is he trying to drag Josephine down with him? What on earth is happening between them?”

“Listen, this isn’t the time for speculation. I’m the one facing jail time here. What do we do now?” Eileen’s voice was laced with desperation.

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