NovelUpdateChapter 113 Sherry: "Okay, I'll tell him." Sighing, she added, "That dog-he cheated, betrayed you. So infuriating. But he's being generous. If he hadn't made that fatal mistake..." I smiled, a glint of diamond-like tears in my eyes. "Fairytales are lies, silly." Sherry looked upward. "Fairytales are over. Want to create a myth?" Me:"!" At the hospital, Evan was working in bed. He paused to drink water and casually asked, “How is she?" "Ms. Frost? She's been discharged." Menu Evan raised his eyebrows."She visited earlier. I think she wanted to see you, but there were people in the room, so she didn't cin." Gary, noticing his displeasure, tried to smooth things over. But it seemed to make him even grumpier.
Evan said softly, "She didn't cin because there were people? She's clever, avoids unnecessary gossip." The words were complimentary, but his tone... wasn't. Gary couldn't understand, only managing a, “Women are more thoughtful." Evan didn't respond. After resting, he continued working, appearing calm, but Gary sensed his displeasure. Because she didn't cin? He thought it was right; she was sensible, not scheming, thus thoughtful, avoiding unnecessary trouble. What was he unhappy about? Could it be...? He glanced at the bed, a slight smile playing on his lips.
* The next morning, I drove to the civil affairs bureau with the divorce agreement. I arrived fifteen minutes early. Julian arrived on time. Seeing the bruises on my face, he instinctively reached out, touching my cheek."Still not healed." His touch was sudden; I couldn't dodge. I wanted to get angry, but seeing the bloodshot eyes, the stubble on his chin, the lonely expression...my erched."Let's go.” "Mm." Julian responded, but remained standing. I ignored him and walked ahead. Hearing his footsteps behind me, I relaxed; I was afraid he'd change his mind.
The divorce was quick and easy. We were "famous," so the staff om ve recognized me. The agreement was signed; no reconciliation was necessary.
Leaving the bureau, Julian handedthe divorce certificate. Iwasm speechless...Why are you giving this to me? It's yours!" Julian: "Keep it."
Me:"...?" This was a divorce certificate, not a marriagecertificate!"Mr. Shaw, please keep it yourself." I slapped the certificate against his chest.
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