Divorce?

Sat, 15 Feb 2025 16:24:06 +0000

Nevil has already kept his one foot on the stairs, when he suddenly paused. He spun on his heel hota eyes locking onto hers. Elsa looked at Nevil, her voice was soft yet unwavering, as she repeated, “Let's get a divorce, Nevil do you like this birthday gift?" Neville's expression remained indifferent, “Are you suddenly asking for a divorce because I revised to spend my birthday with you?" “Elena's back isn't she?" Elsa asked. At the mention of Elena Nevil began to sweat. He walked towards Elsa, “Are you bothered by her?" As the youngest entrepreneur in Goa, Nevile, excluded powerful presence. Built from his wealth, status and influence. As he walked towards her Elsa took a step back, her back hit the wall. At the moment the world around her seemed to collapse. Nevile had already closed the distance, placing one hand against the wall beside her.