No Wife, No Life Chapter 66

The anniversary bash at Radiant University was a big deal, pulling in big shots from all over the country and even some global celebs.

Harper, being an alumna, got an invite too. After saying hi to a few familiar faces and making her rounds, she found a quiet balcony to chill.

She never really liked crowded scenes and often preferred some alone time.

The balcony was decked out with tons of flowers, making it look like a mini garden.

Standing there, she took a small sip of her juice.

Outside, the night was deep and mysterious.

Just then, she heard some familiar footsteps behind her.

She turned around and saw Alex.

She gave a faint smile, "Alex, you made it."

Her greeting was polite but totally lacked warmth.

Alex held a slim crystal glass filled with some amber liquid.

His long, glossy fingers gently swirled the glass, making the liquid inside dance like a sprite.

He was rocking a deep blue suit, perfectly tailored to show off his well-proportioned figure.

Harper couldn't help but press her lips together.

Every time she saw him, she remembered those passionate nights they once shared.

Alex's eyes flickered as they landed on her red dress.

As expected, she wore red.

Red and deep blue looked good together, like a couple.

But sadly, they were divorced.

Post-divorce, Harper was bold and beautiful, a side Alex had never seen before, almost like a completely different person.

Or maybe, this was her true self.

His eyes darkened slightly as he glanced at her, then turned to look out the window.

They stood side by side.

His tall, straight figure exuded a sense of awe.

And beside him, Harper, tall and slender, was breathtakingly stunning.

Even from a distance, their powerful presence was intimidating.

They looked like a king and queen surveying the world.

Tonight's celebration was attended by leaders from various industries, including many young talents. But compared to them, everyone else seemed like mere subjects, bowing in submission.

More and more eyes were drawn to the pair.

"Alex, could you please go to somewhere else?"

Harper's eyes twinkled with a light smile, "Your presence is drawing too much attention, and it's bothering me."

Her tone was light.

Alex lowered his gaze, his eyes falling on her face.

"Do you want me to leave?"

He raised his glass and downed the amber liquid.

"Don't forget your place."

His tone carried a hint of arrogant disdain.

From Harper's angle, Alex looked dangerous yet handsome, exuding an aura that warned others to keep their distance.

Back then, it was this very aura that had captivated her, leading to love at first sight.

Harper didn't respond to his words, instead shifting her gaze to the dark sky.

"There's nothing to see here."

He spoke in a low voice.

Harper shook her head slightly, "How could you say that? Look over there."

In the distance, skyscrapers stood tall. Lights from countless windows shone brightly. The myriad lights represented the vibrancy of human life.

"I always think that every lit window must be warm inside. Families, after a busy day, gather together, happily having dinner. It's such a blissful thing."

Every time Harper saw those lights, she felt a surge of inexplicable emotion.

Among the thousands of lights, there would always be one shining for you; in the vast world, there would always be someone waiting for you.

Once, Harper longed for such lights.

But now, it seemed like a distant dream.

Alex's light would never shine for her.

Alex's lips curled into a sneer.

"Harper, you're so sensitive and sentimental, not suited for finance at all."

In his memory, Harper was always rational and calm, never easily swayed by such romantic notions.

She was a business elite, his capable right-hand, not a sentimental woman.

Harper didn't say anything, her faint smile remaining.

She looked at Alex.

He was flawless, like a perfect piece of art crafted by an artist.

Beautiful as he was, he lacked the most basic human empathy.

In his world, flowers were just flowers, the moon was just the moon, devoid of any special emotions.

Just like how she had tried countless times to express her love through her actions, but he never seemed to understand her feelings.

Perhaps they were like two parallel lines that intersected once but would never overlap again.

"Maybe that's the difference between men and women."

Harper chuckled lightly, "No matter how rational a woman is, she still hopes for someone to care for her, to love her."

No matter how capable Harper appeared to others, deep down, she was still a woman who enjoyed romantic moments.

But Alex could never understand that.

In his eyes, Harper was just like him, a machine that got things done, devoid of extra human emotions.

Suddenly, she thought of Caden.

Caden could sense her emotions, would take her to watch the sunrise, fireworks, and the moon.

In that sense, Caden saw her as a woman first, and then as a strong partner.

Alex placed his glass in the corner, speaking calmly, "I don't think you would enjoy such pointless sentiments. They are of no use to our lives."

She was taken aback.

After a moment, she laughed at herself.

"Maybe you're right."

What could she say?

He had always been like this. From the moment she met him, he was rational and cold.

And she had foolishly thought she could change him, make him feel a bit of love. How naive.

From the beginning, she was wrong, lost in her own delusions.

She lowered her gaze, took a sip of her juice, and stopped looking at him.

The sound of a cello drifted from the banquet hall, soothing and flowing.

The program had started.

"Isn't it almost time for Kaitlyn?"

Harper glanced at the time. She had promised Kaitlyn to accompany her on stage for a performance.

He responded indifferently, not paying much attention to Kaitlyn's performance.

He was here for the anniversary celebration, and Kaitlyn's performance was just a small part of it, not something particularly important.

"I'll go backstage to meet Kaitlyn."

Harper turned and said lightly.

As she stepped out of the balcony, she was suddenly pushed by a rushing female student.

Harper stumbled, almost falling.

She turned to look, only to see the slender back of the girl disappearing into the crowd.