Out of Ashes Into His Heart

I never thought that at this point, Gavin would still feign ignorance.

It was really exhausting.

I turned around and pulled out another copy of the divorce agreement from my bag. "Sign it right now and leave. You're not welcome here."

Gavin's face darkened as he attempted to tear up the document.

"Go ahead. I've got plenty of copies with me," I coldly said before he could tear it up.

Gavin paused for a moment before he tore up the divorce agreement into shreds and flung them into the air. Tiny scraps of paper floated down to the ground like

snow.

I turned around and took out yet another divorce agreement. "Sign it," I calmly said.

Gavin looked at me with a puzzled frown on his face, as if he could not recognize me. "Grace, you never used to be like this."

"That's right. Maybe I've had enough of pretending to be who I'm not..." I smiled dryly.

The old me had loved Gavin so deeply that I had put him above me. I had bent over backward to accommodate his tantrums to the point where I had not been myself.

"I will never agree to the divorce." Gavin did not even take one look at the divorce agreement. "Grace, you can forget about it!"

With that, Gavin turned around and stormed off in a huff, slamming the door behind him.

The loud bang made me wince and I closed my eyes tightly.

I hadn't expected Gavin to refuse the divorce.

Knowing his power and influence, if he decided to interfere with the divorce process, leaving him might not be easy.

Feeling frustrated, I grabbed a broom and began sweeping up the scattered scraps of paper and throwing them into the bin. Suddenly, something came to my mind.

"You want a divorce? I'll help you."

I froze as I remembered Tom's words.

I quickly pulled out my phone and searched for his number. Just as I pressed the dial button, I suddenly felt that asking someone for help over the phone seemed a bit...insincere.

As I was about to hang up the phone so that I could see him in person, the call connected.

"Hello?" His deep voice resonated through the receiver like the magnetic notes of a cello.

"Oh! I..." I did not expect him to pick up the call so quickly after just a few seconds of ringing.

"I wanted to thank you for your help last time. Are you free in the next few days? I would like to buy you dinner..."

"I'm free."

Hearing his swift response calmed my nerves. "So... How about tonight?"

"Sure."

I let out a sigh of relief. "In that case, I'll send you the time and place in a bit."

"Great," Tom said, pausing for a moment. "See you tonight."

"See you tonight," I said quickly.

Since I was asking for his help, I naturally chose a nicer venue for the meeting, so

I picked a high-end fine-dining restaurant.

"Miss, do you have a reservation?" the hostess asked when I arrived.

I was about to open my mouth, but before I could say a word, I heard a low voice come from behind me.

"You're pretty early."

I turned around quickly and saw Tom, standing tall and composed. "Tom?"

I had actually arrived half an hour earlier than the agreed time, so I wasn't expecting him to be even earlier than me.

"I just finished a meeting with a client nearby, so I came straight over," he explained with a soft smile.

I gave him a smile back. "I see."

As the hostess led us toward a private VIP room, I felt a bit embarrassed. "So...I

don't think I had booked a private VIP room..." I sheepishly squeaked.

I wasn't being stingy, but this was quite an exclusive restaurant. I had been here a

few times with Gavin, but we had only dined in the main hall.

You couldn't just throw money at them and expect to get a VIP room.

"I have a standing VIP reservation here. It's more convenient for a private

conversation. You don't mind, do you?"

I quickly waved my hands. "Not at all!"

Tom smiled. "Great."

The warm light in the hallway illuminated his face, highlighting his striking deep gaze. His eyes seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly twinkle that made him give off an air of calmness and warmth.

His eyes alone were enough to make anyone blush.

I quickly lowered my gaze. No wonder people used to refer to him and Gavin as "Twin Stars". His face alone could bewitch anyone with a pulse.

However, considering I was still stuck in Gavin's mess, I naturally wouldn't get myself tangled in yet another mess, even if I was pretty confident that Tom wasn't a jerk like Gavin.

Soon, we were seated in the VIP room.

Tom entered the room and draped his suit jacket over the back of a chair. I chose

to sit down in a spot with an empty chair between us.

"Would you like some wine?"

I fully knew how expensive this restaurant was. Even though I had prepared myself to spend quite a bit here, ordering wine was not something I anticipated.

The cheapest bottle of wine here would cost at least five figures.noveldrama

No pain, no gain, I thought to myself. Since I was asking for help, I could not be too stingy.

I quickly nodded. "Sure."

Tom gestured at the waiter. "Bring me a bottle of wine with the lowest alcohol content from my collection. Also, give me a ribeye steak, king crab, pancake with white truffles, oxtail soup, and..."

He paused and looked at me. "Any dietary restrictions?"

"No," I replied, shaking my head. "I'm not a picky eater," I quickly added.

Tom gave me a cheeky grin. "You're pretty easy to please."

He then handed me the menu. "Feel free to add anything you like."

Before I came here, I had done my research on their meals and prices. However,

the dishes that Tom ordered were not on the menu. He was clearly a regular here.

"In that case, I'll add their signature sturgeon filet and an apple pie."

I had ordered one expensive dish and one cheap dessert in order to avoid appearing stingy.

Soon, our food arrived.

I had to admit, the food that Tom ordered was quite delicious, and I found myself eating quite a lot even though enjoying a good meal wasn't on my mind when I had arranged for this meeting.

"So, tell me. What was the reason for this delicious dinner?"

Tom swirled the wine in his glass and gave me a sideways glance with a glint of curiosity in his eyes and a tiny smile on his face. "Can you tell me now?"

I didn't expect him to be so straightforward, so I decided that I should not beat around the bush too. I put down my cutlery quickly. "Tom, you once said if I ever wanted to divorce Gavin, you'd help me..."

"I did say that," Tom said with a smile.

Straightening in my seat, I looked at him nervously. "I want to divorce Gavin. Can you help me?"

"Sure. It's just that..."

He tilted his head and looked at me. "Gavin and I are still friends, after all. If I help you, it might complicate things on his end..." he said slowly.

My heart sank as a wave of disappointment washed over me. Of course, it had been too good to be true.

It made sense as well. Tom and Gavin had always been close. They were practically brothers.

Why would he offend Gavin for an outsider like me?