Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace) novel Chapter 1060

"Divorce?" Eamon looked at his older brother in disbelief.

Zayne remained silent.

He immediately turned his eyes to his mother and asked, "Mom, what is going on?"

"Eamon, go upstairs." Zayne suddenly ordered him.

"Go upstairs?" Eamon pointed to himself, "Now?"

His mother was crying her eyes out at the moment, wouldn't he be too heartless if he left and went upstairs like this?

He looked at his mother and then at his brother, who was expressionless.

Eamon was a little confused.

"Yes, go upstairs," Zayne repeated his command and did not allow him to refuse.

Seeing his brother's serious expression, Eamon was stunned for a moment. After a while, he looked at his mother and whispered, "Alright, I'll go up first. I'll leave mom to you."

He was confident that his brother would take care of it, but he still had no idea what had happened.

He was so curious.

How did they end up divorcing?

Eamon went up upstairs and soon reached the corner. However, he did not enter his room, but stood at the corner, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation.

There was a moment of silence downstairs. About a minute later, he heard his older brother's voice.

"Mom, just agree with the divorce. Forced love doesn't last. I believe that you understand this as well." Zayne persuaded his mother.

"What?" Quinn looked at his son in astonishment and disbelief. She exclaimed, "You're actually advising me to divorce your father. Is there any son like you? I have loved you for nothing. You are my son, and I have put a lot of hope on you. How can you do this to me?"

Watching his mother go hysterical and berserk, Zayne did not hurriedly explain himself.

He looked at his mother quietly and said slowly, "It's because I am your son that I persuade you to give up this marriage. It's unnecessary to live a life with a man who doesn't love you. The tighter you hold, the easier you will lose it. It's better to give each other some space to calm down." "No! I will never divorce." Quinn shook her head with firm determination in her eyes. She looked at her son with resentment. "How can you persuade me to divorce? Zayne, did your father tell you something?"

Zayne looked at Quinn with sympathy. His mother was a smart person, but she could not see the core of the problem.

He sighed and said, "I thought you were a smart person. It doesn't matter what dad had told me. What's important is that your marriage should not be like this. Apart from marriage, there are many more meaningful things in your life. You don't have to hold and spend the rest of your life with it."

"Zayne, what do you mean? Zayne, you're my son. Don't you forget that!" Quinn scolded.

"I know I'm your son." Zayne's voice was filled with rationality and calmness, "It's because I'm your son that I advise you to divorce."

"I won't get a divorce," Quinn shook her head. "I am a teacher. I have committed my life to my job and my family. How can I let you have a broken family?"

"Yeah, we're already grown up. However, a complete family is based on a healthy personality, without it, a complete family is just a facade." Zayne replied faintly, "So, Mom, let go."

Quinn looked at her son in shock as she felt disheartened by his words. Words that did not match his age.

"What on earth is the reason? Why do you want to persuade me like this?" Quinn questioned.

"Your father said that he will give me one-third of the company's shares. I don't want it, and I don't want his property either. I just want an apartment to stay in. I don't need much space since I'll be living alone." She said to her son.

"You two will stay with your father. He is a very traditional man. If you both stay with me, he will definitely be very disappointed.

What can I say? After all, I love this man," she continued.

"Zayne, what I'm trying to say is, in the future, you have to find a woman who loves you more than you love her.

Otherwise, if you love her deeply and pour all your heart out, you will end up like your mother.

You are my son. I would rather have you loved deeply by a woman like your father than seeing you being hurt.

Also, your brother is still young, he is not as mature as you. Please help me enlighten him," Quinn requested Zayne.

"I know," Zayne still sounded very calm.

Quinn wrote two copies of the divorce agreement and handed them to Zayne, "Go upstairs and give these to your father. When the Civil Affairs Department has opened, we will go and complete the formalities."

"Okay," Zayne quickly went upstairs with the agreements.

Standing on the stairs, he stopped, turned around, looked at his mother and said, "Mom, you still have us."

Quinn froze for a moment, and tears welled up in her red and swollen eyes again.

She nodded and said, "Yes, I still have you two."