There's No Turning Back (Elara and Harvey) novel Chapter 6

Elara's mind went blank. It was as if a tidal wave had crashed over her, tearing at her body and fueling a storm of anger and humiliation.

Her expression remained calm as she reached out and picked up the necklace, while Niamh's eyes lit up with a mocking gleam.

Harvey leaned against the sofa, and looked away. He was convinced that Elara was like a dog—neglected one moment but wagging her tail the next the moment he beckoned her.

Elara hooked a finger under the necklace around Niamh's neck, pulling it forward. She then held the two necklaces side by side.

"Niamh, the mother-of-pearl on your necklace is of much better quality. How about we trade?"

She didn't call out the fake necklace directly as Niamh would have no shortage of excuses to dodge responsibility. Elara wanted Niamh to silently swallow the loss.

The delicate chain tightened against the back of Niamh's neck, and she froze awkwardly. Her earlier anticipation of Elara foolishly wearing the fake necklace out in public and becoming a laughingstock instantly shattered.

Elara had managed to spot the difference in quality at a glance. Feeling somewhat uneasy, Niamh glanced nervously at Harvey.

The so-called peace offering had been entirely her idea, something she had presumptuously given on Harvey's behalf. She couldn't let Harvey think she had intentionally bought a fake necklace for Elara.

"Elara, I'll give you whatever you want!" Niamh said with forced generosity, and she hurriedly removed the necklace from her neck.

But when she extended the genuine necklace toward Elara, Elara didn't take it. Instead, Elara calmly fastened the fake necklace back around Niamh's neck.

"This one suits you better."

Niamh's face flushed crimson with anger. Did Elara say the fake necklace suited her better? The fake necklace was only 30 dollars, while her genuine one was worth over ten thousand!

Elara took the real necklace from Niamh's hand and tossed it into the trash can.

"Elara! If you're mad at me, just take it out on me! Why'd you throw away the necklace?" Niamh exclaimed.

Elara cut off Niamh's rising voice, "If you value that necklace so much, you can pick it up and wear it again yourself."

"Elara! Are you really not interested in making up with Harvey?"

Niamh's voice turned desperate as she fiddled with the fake necklace on her neck. Just wearing it for a few moments made her feel like breaking out in hives.

"I'm not here to make up. Harvey, I don't want to stay married to you anymore."

Elara pulled out a document and placed it in front of Harvey. She then said, "This is the divorce agreement. Please sign it."

A chilling frost spread across Harvey's handsome face. His cold laugh brimmed with contempt as he replied, "If you keep this up, I might actually take you seriously."

"Read the divorce agreement. I hope you'll sign it soon."

Had she been angry, it might have meant she still cared. But now, she felt nothing as she sat across from Harvey's strikingly handsome face.

Seven years of marriage had left her utterly disillusioned. The only way she could begin anew was by severing all ties with the Fisher family.

Harvey flipped open the divorce agreement and saw that Elara was requesting half of the marital assets.

He laughed, dismissing her as delusional.

But a second later, his expression stiffened. "How do you know so much about my liquid assets and fixed properties?"

"You don't need to know how I found out about your holdings. I've been a full-time wife for seven years, and now it's time to settle the accounts.

"I want half of your cash, cars, properties, land, and equity. And you'll pay 200 grand a month in child support until our daughter turns 18."

The man's lips curled into a smile. His normally cold, stoic face seemed to show a flicker of life. "All this… because I'm wearing a matching watch with Niamh?"

Elara drew in a deep breath. "Three months ago, I used the money I earned from investments to buy you a watch for your birthday. You've never worn it."

Niamh interrupted, blurting out, "Elara, your taste is too tacky! If Harvey wore that watch out, people would laugh at him!"

To her, it seemed clear Elara was throwing a tantrum over nothing.

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