Refusing To Divorce (Julia and Harry)

Asher, chicless about Julia's visit, only saw Arya's tears and exclaimed, "Hey, I was just trying to help. I knew you two had a fight, so I thright of calling Aryaliere to patch things up? Bit room. But he didn't dwell

Noticing Harry's sour face and Arya's continuous crying, Asher remembered he'd seen a woman leaving the dimly lit it, drinking she was just some bar girl caught by Arya trying to cling to Harry To avoidBelongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

making things worse, Asher kindly asked all the other women in leave the room. With just the three of them left, be still hadn't grasped the depth of the problem. He pulled Harry to sit, whispering, "Sort it out with Arya, and don't make her cry. Then, he turned to Arya and ge having a fight with you."

Seeing Asher feeling quite confident in his peacemaking skills, Harry was fuming. "Who told you to call Arya here?"

Asher looked bewildered at Harry's reaction. 'Did I get in wrong? Harry didn't come here because of Arya, so seeing Arya here ticked him off, huh? hr wondered

An idea seemed to strike Asher. "Did I mess up Harry's evening plans with that woman who just left by bringing Arya here? he thought.

While Asher was lost in his thoughts, Arya sobbed and whispered, "Asher, Harry being mad isn't your fault. Maybe I just shouldn't have been here. I should've stayed abroad and not come back." "Huh?" Asher was confused.

Harry picked up his jacket from the couch, ready to chase after Julia. Sensing his intention. Arya quickly reached for Harry's hand, pleading. "Harry, are you really going to leave me here alone?" Harry paused and stared at Arya He hesitated, but Julia's face and her words made him anxious. He always found it hard to read Julia, and that

frustrated him.

"Harry, I suddenly don't feel well. Can we go home, please?" Sensing Harry's hesitation. Arya attempted to sway him from going after Julia

Just when she thought she had succeeded, Harry unexpectedly brushed her hand away and instructed Asher, "You take Arya home. I've got something else to sort out."

With that, Arya couldn't even hold onto Harry as she watched him sprint out of the room.

Asher was clueless about what went down, and Harry left him there to deal with Arya, who just kept on crying. He liked

women, but not when they were all tears. Tears only made him uneasy, like now, he quietly observed Arya's breakdown, not knowing what to do but to sit and wait for her to tire out before he could take her home.

At the bar entrance, Julia, with a face full of mixed emotions, took a deep breath. The bouncer nearby, the same one who had stopped her earlier, saw her upset and stepped up to offer some comforting words along with a bottle of water Truly th

thirsty, Julia gladly took the water. "Thanks"

She was totally battled by Harry's actions. If he wanted me to pick him up, why bring Arya into this? Was he trying to show me how close he and Arya are on purpose?' she thought.

Frustrated, Julia finished the water in one go, tossed the empty borde into a nearby trash can, and gave the can a fierce kick. 1 shouldn't have come to the bar for Harry tonight. Coming all this way just to get this result, I should have let Harry fend for himself. Why bother Julia stormed off to the parking lot, venting in her car about Harry, but she didn't feel any better, only regretting that she hadn't slapped Harry

harder.

Opportunities to slap Harry don't come all the time. Why didn't I seize it? If I could do it over, I wouldn't use my hand. I'd grab a plate from the table and snack him straight in the face," she thought

Harry came out but couldn't find Julia. He waved over the bouncer and described Julia's looks. "Have you seen this woman leave?" he asked

The bouncer seemed evasive, pointing in the opposite direction Julia went. "I think I