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The only thing Mr. Ford truly cared about was the family's reputation. As for his son, shipping him off overseas to fend for himself was enough. He intended to keep a close watch to ensure Eugene never found a way back. "That works for me," Mr. Fay agreed. "But I'll be keeping an eye on him too. If he shows up here again, this agreement is null and void. I have all the evidence saved."

Even without saying it, Mr. Ford understood. The Fords and Fays were evenly matched in influence, and the Fays had ties with Nash, so he would be crazy to turn this into a conflict.

Once the Eugene issue was resolved, Lydia returned to her routine. However, she found herself frequently crossing paths with Quincy now. He never approached her directly or intruded, just silently appeared in her vicinity. After three days, Lydia couldn't take it anymore. She pulled open his car door and got in. "Let's go."

"Go where?"

"To the courthouse, of course. I left work two hours early today, and it's still open. Perfect timing to finalize the divorce."

Quincy's foot was already on the gas pedal, but he pulled it back, turned off the ignition, and removed the key.

"What's wrong?" Lydia asked. "You were waiting out here, and now that I'm in the car, you're not going anywhere?"

"Car's broken. Not my fault." Quincy looked at her innocently.

Lydia saw through him but didn't call him out. "Well, if it's broken, it's broken. I was hoping for a ride home, but I guess I'll go grab a cab."

She barely finished speaking when Quincy restarted the engine and started driving toward her place.

"Didn't you say the car was broken?"

"Yes but seems like it fixed itself."

"You just don't want to divorce, do you?" Lydia's heart softened a bit.

After all, there was no real reason to split up anymore. Even if they divorced, she didn't want to be with anyone else, nor did she want her child to grow up without a father, so they would end up staying in contact anyway. Why fight it?

"You're right. Idon't want to divorce." As they stopped at a red light, Quincy turned to look at her. "This

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"Let's just go home. I don't want the divorce papers anymore." Lydia smiled at him. "Things feel pretty good between us right now."

As soon as the light turned green, Quincy turned the car toward the courthouse.

Lydia gave him a puzzled look, and he grinned, "Let's go cancel the divorce paperwork while they're still open."

Lydia couldn't help but laugh.

Apparently, the car stalled on the way to a divorce, but ran smoothly on the way to cancel it.

The clerk working that day was the

same one who had helped them when they had filed for divorce. Smiling, she asked, "Are you sure this time? Once we cancel the

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paperwork, if you ever want to divorce again, you'll need to wait

through another cooling-off period."

"We're sure. No divorce. Not now, not ever." Quincy's voice was firm.

He was tying his life to Lydia's, now and forever.

Lydia nodded in agreement. "This is our decision together. I'm completely certain."