Fall for You After Divorce

Chapter 12

Maxim sneered, “Go too far? I’m your husband! Besides, I never ask you to sleep with me. That’s what a wife should do.”

Briana gritted her teeth. “In your dream.”

“Go back with me, or I will live here with you. You can choose.”

Briana took a deep breath. It was just one week. She should just bear it. Then she turned around and walked to the Maybach at the roadside.

Maxim stopped her. “Aren’t you going to pack your things?”

Briana said with indifference, “I will come back in a week. No need for that.”

Maxim’s face darkened. He got into the car with a cold face and continued to read his document without saying anything.

On the side, Briana glanced at the document in his hands and her expression changed. “You are going to acquire MY Corporation?”

Maxim frowned and looked at her with cold eyes. “You are never interested in the business of my company.”

Briana had a mocking smile on her face. “Even if I am, will you tell me anything?”

Suddenly, Maxim remembered that Briana had said that she would begin to work. He looked at her and asked, “You work in MY Corporation?”

“Yes, so I advise you to give up on the plan of acquiring MY Corporation. You won’t succeed.”

Maxim looked indifferent. He said, “As long as I offer a good enough price, I will succeed.”

“Then try.”

No matter how much money he gave, Briana wouldn’t sell MY Corporation to him.

Maxim found that there was something wrong with Briana’s attitude, but he didn’t want to know why. Maybe she didn’t want MY Corporation to close down since she had just begun to work there?

“What did you do in MY Corporation?”

“I work as a cleaner.”

Maxim said nothing.

Seeing that he didn’t believe her, Briana still looked calm and indifferent. “It’s okay if you don’t believe me.”

She chased away the freeloads in the company. That was also a cleaner’s job, right?

Maxim remained silent for a while and said suddenly, “MY Corporation needs a new HR. How could they let you do this?”

Briana snorted. “Really? Only incapable people would look down on others. Maybe you are a good-for-nothing yourself.”

his eyebrows. “Since I’m a good-for-nothing, then you are the wife of a

Briana was speechless.

turned her head, ignoring

when she was angry. His voice

birthday next Saturday. I

“Okay. I will take the chance

at her with

there to celebrate his

and found him unreasonable. She frowned. “We will tell them sooner or later. It’s

sneered, “Just take out 8

didn’t believe that Briana could take out

eyes and didn’t say anything

stopped

the door and

frowned and looked at Maxim, who was a few steps away from her. She said,

your

“You know

the password again, pushed

anger in his eyes when

about her birthday. He forgot that her

walked to the sofa and sat down there. She glanced at the torn divorce agreement in the trash bin. She looked at the pieces of paper for a while

walked over and stood opposite her. His expression had returned to

you want for

“I will order a takeout. You can

help but frown. “Don’t eat junk

ask you to eat

can’t eat

her phone to see what she was going to eat. Hearing this, she raised her head to look at Maxim with dissatisfaction, “No takeout?

“Kitchen’s there.”

remained silent for a while and said with an indifferent expression, “I’m not free. You can cook

walked to the

was shocked to see that. She wasn’t serious when saying that, but Maxim really went to cook in

being expressionless like before. She ordered fried chicken and went upstairs to

the master’s bedroom.

downstairs after taking a bath. Her fried chicken was nowhere to be seen. She called the delivery guy since the app told her that her fried

guy told her that her fried chicken had arrived twenty minutes ago. Briana frowned. She

walked toward the kitchen. As soon as she came to the kitchen door,

each other. The soup in Maxim’s

pushed her away. The hot soup spilled on his arms. His skin

while and said with a frown, “I will get

to put the first-aid kit away. Then she found that Maxim was staring at her. She couldn’t help but frown and said in a cold tone, “Sorry for what happened just now. But if you didn’t throw my takeout away, this wouldn’t

and said, “I just don’t want you to eat junk food.

that. I will order another takeout for myself. Maxim, we will divorce in a week. We had better keep a

eyes. “Do you

at him calmly and

I think we