He was in a daze beside his car. Starting the car, I said goodbye to him and drove back to the villa.
Ten minutes later, I pulled over the car outside the villa. In the car, I took out the Divorce Contract.
Feeling bitter, I thought I would never agree to divorce Dennis, even if someone threatened me with a knife at my neck.
However, now I was going to offer to divorce him.
Dennis had been generous. According to the contract, he promised to leave this villa to me, as well as most shares of the George Group.
Seeing the details, I felt like laughing. He perhaps believed that’s why I would have married him. I had no excuses to disagree with the divorce as he left so much to me.
A while later, I signed the contract.
Back at the villa, it was dark in the hall. I turned on the light, catching sight of a man sitting in the hall.