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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.

you can eat." She turned her back on him, going to the cabinets to fetch another plate and set of utensils. Jeremy watched her. She was behaving more

change. He felt something stir inside him, but he

look at the breakfast laid out on

minutes, he came back to the dining room, clean

her, as though

"Won't you be

enjoy your meal. I have something I need to deal with." His lips curled as he waited for her

she had always been good at

her with a cold

"Wait,"

by the open front

He looked down at her fumbling fingers and

of them spoke. The only sound was the brush of her fingers on

clean nails, and soft

Jeremy was not immune to it. He gazed down at her bent head and raised one hand to

out of his reach. "That looks better.

strange uneasiness gnawing at his

few days. Before, she had carefully planned an elaborate secret party so that she could

seemed to dodge

out of nothing. Just play the part of Mrs. Ou!" His eyes were cold,

feeling that somehow, his

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