Refusing To Divorce (Julia and Harry)

Arya's arrival ulunately made Julia decide not to answer Harry's call. After getting a heads-up from the maid, jolta freshened up a hit before heading downstairs, only to see Arya sitting elegantly on the living room sofa in a white dress. she w

Arya had made an effort with her appearance, weating light makeup and hair flowing in gentle waves. She didn't bother to get up p when s Julia, noting as if she was the lady of the house and Julia the uninvited guest.

Jika never bothered munch with dressing up at home, preferring comfort. She gave Arya a cool glance. "Why does it feel like I'm the other woman in uny own home she thesight.

"Mrs. Wright, I've come uninvited, but I'm sure you don't mind, rigla?" Arya said.

Julia gave a small laugh and casually sat down on the sofa next to Arya, her hair still damp and hanging down her back. "Hey, just make yourself at home. Why would I mind! After all, you're already sitting right in front of me. Or would you leave if I said I did mind Arya looked embarrassed but didn't want to waste words. "Can we find a quiet place to talk?"

Julia glanced at the servants neatly. "Ofcourse"

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She wasn't interested in Arya putting on airs here. Besides, Arya knew about her and Harry's arrangement, and Julia didn't w beans, especially since the servants were Lucia's placement. Aisd she was clear Arya was here to talk about Harry

Julia led Arya to the study, which was decorated to Harry's taste. Arya looked around as if she'd entered a house Harry had bought for her. However, when she saw that the bookshelf was filled with pretty much every book Harry loved, her expression subtly changed. This Julia settled into a chair, eyeing Arya's shifting gaze. She didn't beat around the bush. "What do you want to talk about Harry? Well, he's not here, so speak your mind."

Arya sneered, her gaze landing on a photo by the computer. It was a photo of Julia and Harry on their wedding day, a reminder that stung her deeply. She walked over, picked it up, and smashed it on the ground.

Julia wasn't upset, still all smiles. "Go ahead and smash. Anyway, I've got plenty of our wedding photos at home. You can smash as many as you

want. But I doubt that's the only reason you're here."

Having hit a nerve with the photo, Arya couldn't keep her smile. Just like Julia said, without Harry here, she didn't need to pretend

"What do you want?" Julia asked.

Arya fixed her gaze on Julia. "When are you planning to divorce Harry!"

Oh, so Arya can't wait for me and Harry to part ways, Julia thought. She leaned back, amused. "Didn't Harry tell you? Divorce takes two

Arya confidently said. "If you weren't clinging to Harry, why wouldn't he divorce your Marrying you was a temporary fix. I thought you understood."

"Whether I understand isn't the point. If you want Harry to divorce, you're talking to the wrong person. Go to Harry. If he agrees, I won't cling to him" Julia said sincerely.

Arya frowned, puzzled by Julia's words. "You're saying Harry doesn't want to divorce?"

"I didn't say that, but if that's your takeaway, I can't disagree." Julia leaned back, arms crossed over her chest, completely at ease. "Go ask Harry if you don't believe me." Arya snorted. "Julia, you can't be this ag