Urging Him to Get a Divorce novel Chapter 34

sephine had been about to eat a strawberry herself, but after hearing their conversation, she suddenly didn’t want one anymore. A flash of malice crossed her face.

She walked over to Xavier’s side of the sofa, sat on the armrest again, and said, “Darling, would you like a strawber- ry? I’ll get it for you.”

Xavier was flipping through the financial magazine again and said flatly, “Thanks, no. I don’t like strawberries.”

Aveline calmly ate strawberries with Valentina. Hearing Xavier, Valentina said in surprise:

“Huh? Uncle doesn’t like strawberries? But they’re so yummy.”

Xavier just smiled and said nothing.

That’s right, Xavier didn’t like strawberries. Aveline, who had once loved him so much, naturally knew that.

He never ate a single one of the strawberries she brought home. She had once asked him to try one, but he refused, without ever saying why.

Later, even though Aveline loved strawberries, she stopped buying them for the house and would only eat them when she was out.

There was no way Josephine didn’t know Xavier disliked them; she had asked him on purpose.

And that “thanks“… in Aveline’s memory, despite everything she had done for Xavier, she had never once heard him say “thanks” to her.

But Aveline often heard him say thank you to Josephine.

Aveline let out a self–mocking laugh.

Back then, she had been so pathetic.

She didn’t know that as she laughed, Xavier was watching her, his eyes narrowing slightly, his expression becoming even more inscrutable.

Josephine seemed to have washed all the strawberries, a huge plate of them, and Aveline stopped Valentina from eat- ing too many,

“Valentina, you can’t keep eating them even if you like them. It’s not good for your digestion.”

Valentina was a sensible and self–disciplined child; she nodded and pulled her hand back, “Okay, Auntie, I’ll stop.”

Aveline said, “Good girl. Well, Auntie has to go now.”

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Just then, Xavier also said, “Valentina, it’s time for your bath. After your bath, it’ll be about time for bed.”

Valentina asked with wide, round eyes, “If Auntie leaves, who will give me a bath?”

Aveline, who had already stood up, stopped in her tracks.

Whenever Valentina stayed the night at Xavier’s, Aveline was the one who bathed her, because she was only five and couldn’t possibly wash herself properly.

When Josephine saw Aveline stop walking, she immediately said, “Josie will help you wash up.”

Valentina instinctively shook her head and said, “No.”

At that moment, Xavier put down his magazine. “Your aunt will wash you. Your aunt has always washed you.”

Aveline didn’t understand what Xavier meant. Was he reluctant to let Josephine bathe Valentina?

She wanted to put on a stern face, but she was afraid of scaring Valentina. After all, the child was innocent. Adult matters shouldn’t involve showing bad emotions in front of a child.

Aveline put down her purse. “Come on, Valentina, your aunt will give you a bath.”

Valentina’s face lit up instantly. “Okay, thank you, Aunt.”

As she spoke, she let Aveline take her hand.

The two of them walked towards the guest room.

During the bath, Valentina said to Aveline with some dissatisfaction, “Why does Josie want to give me a bath? She’s not my aunt.”

Aveline didn’t say anything, because it was hard to explain these adult emotional entanglements to a five–year–old child.

If Valentina was only unwilling to let Josephine bathe her because she wasn’t her aunt, then in the future, if Josephine became her aunt, she would accept her.

When it was time for the body wash, Valentina said, “Aunt, I want to use the milk–scented body wash.”

Aveline’s hand, reaching for the body wash, paused. She said, “There’s no milk–scented body wash, only sandal- wood.”

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