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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.

to fetch another plate and set of utensils. Jeremy watched her.

felt something stir inside him, but he quickly

the stairs without bothering to look at the breakfast

fifteen minutes, he came back to the dining room,

where he had left her, as

she asked, "Won't you be having breakfast?" She consciously

put on his shoes. "Not now. Just enjoy your meal. I have something I need to deal

had always been

with a

"Wait,"

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

longer. He looked down at her fumbling fingers and thought that his tie looked

spoke. The only sound was

always had lovely hands. They were perfectly shaped, with long, slender fingers, clean nails, and soft skin. No matter how much housework she did, she managed to take care of her

was not immune to it.

her, she stepped back, moving out of his reach. "That looks better. By the way,

strange uneasiness gnawing

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

to dodge

the part of Mrs. Ou!" His eyes were cold, and

that somehow, his control over

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