Adrian Quincy said nothing. There was nothing he could say.
Her mind was still set on divorce, while he was desperately trying to figure out how to save their marriage.
If she remained insistent, there was nothing he could do.
'In the end, I'm still going to lose her...'
Adrian Quincy couldn't bring himself to meet her gaze. He feigned indifference, looking away. "Get some sleep. I just came to grab something. I'll be on my way now. Good night."
With that, he turned and left.
In truth, he hadn't come back for anything. He had seen her post on Weibo about being threatened and, seeing that she hadn't told him, choosing to bear it all alone, he thought she might need him.
But since she didn't want him here, there was no point in staying. It would only make him look more pathetic.
As if sensing his dejection, Claire Sinclair instinctively followed him out and called, "Mr. Quincy."
Adrian Quincy turned in surprise, his eyes filled with anticipation.
