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Quincy didn't get angry at Lydia's words. Instead, he just felt more guilt. "I'm sorry, Lydia. Truly, I am."

"There's no need for apologies, and no need to waste any more time on me," Lydia replied. "They just called our number. Once we've got our divorce papers, you'll be free to be with Miss Tiffany as openly as you want." She stood up. Together, they approached the desk, and Lydia addressed the clerk, "Hello, we're here to file for divorce."

"Are you both sure you want to go through with this?" the clerk asked, following protocol.

Lydia nodded firmly.

Quincy didn't say a word, but his expression spoke volumes. He clearly didn't want this.

The clerk picked up on Quincy's hesitation and took a moment to offer some advice. "Every marriage has its share of disagreements and arguments. That's completely normal. Sometimes people rush into divorce, only to regret it later. I've seen many couples come back and remarry."

"We've made up our minds. Please continue with the paperwork," Lydia cut in firmly.

Acknowledging her resolve, the clerk moved forward with the process. "There's a required one-month waiting period. During that time, if either of you decides to change your mind, you're welcome to withdraw the request. After the month is up, you can return to finalize the divorce."

Lydia thanked the clerk and headed for the door. As she stepped outside, she came face-to-face with Eugene, who held a large bouquet of vibrant red roses. The sight was hard to miss.

Nina, following behind, glanced back

at Quincy and couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. It was hard enough for him to win Lydia back Now, with Eugene trying to step in, it was like turning the difficulty level up to impossible.

"Lydia, I'm here to pick you up. Congratulations on your fresh start." Eugene stepped up to her, extending the roses with a smile.

Lydia didn't know whether to accept or refuse the flowers. She sighed. "Eugene, what are you doing? Put those away. People will get the wrong idea."

They were standing at the courthouse entrance. She had just filed for divorce, and now here was Eugene with roses. It looked, well, odd.

"Lydia, I want certain people to know that you're amazing. Losing you is his loss. If he didn't appreciate you someone else will." Eugene leaned in and spoke softly by her ear, while throwing Quincy a challenging look over her shoulder.

Quincy clenched his fists. He wasn't blind. He understood Eugene's intentions perfectly, even remembering the staged confrontation at the parking lot. Eugene was likely behind it all.

If Lydia found someone who truly loved her and treated her well, Quincy could accept it, even if it hurt. He loved her, and he wanted her to be happy.

But Eugene? Şure, he was wealthy

and presentable, but his character left much to be desired. He would stop at nothing to get what he wanted, but if he ever got bored with Lydia, who knew what he would do? Quincy couldn't stand by and watch her be deceived by someone like that.

"Lydia, don't take his roses," Quincy finally said, unable to hold back.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.