Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 8 Divorce

When Samara arrived at the entrance of the Supreme Court, it was exactly eight–fifty. There were already many people queuing up at the window of the marriage registry. She was the only one on the side of the divorce registry.

It was not even nine o’clock, and Chaim had yet to arrive.

Just at nine o’clock, the window of divorce registry in the Supreme Court was pulled open on time.

Samara looked down at her phone. Chaim was not someone who liked to be late, but he

was late today.

Five minutes later, Samara saw the man walking in from outside the door.

He was dressed in a suit as usual, with a sharp and clear face without any expression.

Noticing her gaze, Chaim slightly tilted his head and coldly watched her while walking

closer and closer.

It was not the first time that Samara was looked at by him so ruthlessly and coldly. In the past, she always felt that it was a bit hurtful. Today, facing such a gaze from him,

she was still calm.

“Good morning. The divorce agreement is still the same as yesterday.”

As she spoke, Samara handed the agreement over.

Chaim’s face darkened. “Have you thought it through?”

“Yes.”

up at him and

had not thought it over. Now

she had indeed thought about

“Great.” Chaim frowned.

she wouldn’t regret

didn’t say anything else. Chaim walked to

Get thos

procedures. The agreement was signed. With the steel seal on

five minutes, the marriage certificate became a divorce

they had nothing

behind Chaim. After getting the divorce certificate, he turned around and left, not even giving her

Now that he had gotten

probably

didn’t matter. After divorcing, they

anymore.

Court, Samara found that Chaim had not left. This made Samara

are

never felt that this autumn wind

had thought that Chaim would have some feelings left for her after the marriage of three years. After hearing his words, Samara only felt

to look at the man in front of her and suddenly smiled, “You are right. Don’t worry. I will take

for what she had not done, she would not

she spoke, Samara raised her hand and brushed the hair off the side of her face. “By the way, to

remember to check it.”

a final glance