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Chapter 6 It Was Over

Sherry took a deep breath, gazing down at the document in her hands. It wasn't the first time she had seen this divorce agreement.

Jeremy had given this to her a year ago. But she was stubborn and determined to stay in this marriage, so she refused to sign it. Without her signature, the agreement could not be implemented.

However, she thought with a pang that she had been hurt more than once by this agreement over the past year.

Jeremy was truly a gentleman, and anyone who had just met him would describe him as a perfectly kind, nice person. However, he was also a businessman. His rivals knew the core of steel beneath the pleasant facade. He was seldom sharp or cruel but he was more than capable of being ruthless with his competitors.

Patience was one of his many virtues.

He knew how to bide his time and wait for the right chance to strike. Sherry thought unhappily that he had done just that with her and this divorce agreement.

She held the document so tightly that she crumpled the edges. Tears rose in her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she smoothed out the divorce agreement, laid it on the desk, and picked up the pen. She hesitated a moment longer. Finally, she touched the tip of the pen to the paper and signed her name.

She gulped back her sobs as she tugged open the drawer and slipped the divorce agreement back inside.

She had fought so hard to maintain this marriage, but she couldn't do it alone. It was finally over.

The second day.

The early morning sun was shining over the villa when Jeremy returned, as though nothing had happened.

Sherry saw him enter. There was no surprise in her eyes. Carefully she set down the plate of breakfast that she had been holding when he walked through the door. There was a stain of lipstick on his collar, but her gaze passed over it without any discernible emotion.

"Oh, you're back.

back on him, going to the cabinets to fetch another plate and set of

raised an eyebrow, wondering at the change. He felt something stir inside him, but he quickly tamped it down. "Go ahead and

the stairs without bothering to look at the breakfast laid

to the dining room, clean and elegantly

had left her, as though she hadn't moved

the front door, and she asked, "Won't you

your meal. I have something I need to deal with." His

that she had always been good

her with a cold and superior air,

"Wait,"

to him as he stood by the open front door. He was silent. Sherry stopped in front of him, then

she was just inventing an excuse to keep him here longer. He looked down at her fumbling fingers and thought

few seconds, neither of them spoke. The only sound was the brush

hands. They were perfectly shaped, with long, slender fingers, clean nails, and soft skin. No matter how much housework she did, she

between them. Jeremy was not immune to it. He gazed

moving out of his

strange uneasiness gnawing at

could surprise him. It seemed this year would be different, as she had already revealed that the

she seemed to dodge his touch

His eyes were cold, and he deliberately injected

that somehow, his control over her

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