Chapter 1

It was nighttime at Sovereign Heights of Jiverton.

Two people sat facing each other in the spacious and bright living room. A divorce agreement lay between them. The man, wearing a well-pressed suit, had perfect facial features and an indifferent expression. His whole body exuded a strong sense of oppression.

His cold eyes fell on the silent girl opposite him, and his gaze was as dark as the midnight outside.

“We’ll get a divorce on Monday. Besides the compensation in the divorce agreement, you can ask for anything else you need,” Joshua Neal stated firmly, and his words were cold and his voice was low.

“Why so sudden?” Cynthia Yates’ voice was cold.

Joshua’s response was simple. “Jayleen is back.”

Cynthia knew who Jayleen was. After a short silence, she agreed, “Okay.”

Joshua paused, seemingly not expecting her to agree so readily.

Cynthia opened the divorce agreement, saw the densely packed words, and remembered her past with Joshua.

They had met at Jiverton’s Evening Club two years ago. Both of them were heartbroken. But luckily, they found solace in each other’s company over two glasses of wine. Their encounter was brief, without a one-night stand, and they parted ways after their drinks.

Three days later, Joshua showed up at her door with his personal assistant Mr. Cheyne to propose marriage.

She said yes.

dry her hair after she washed it and would cook soup for her

months ago, everything changed after he answered a phone call. He became indifferent and distant, and was no longer gentle. That was the day she discovered that Joshua had married her and treated her well because she resembled his lost

lips and asked Joshua calmly, “You said

“Yes,” Joshua answered concisely.

compensation is fine?” Cynthia raised her eyes to meet his, her delicate

Joshua felt a pang of

long as Cynthia’s request was not too much, he would do his

most expensive supercar in your

“Done.”

villa in

“Okay.”

you earned during our two years of marriage

steady expression, finally shifted his gaze. While worrying that

our two-year marriage is worth hundreds of millions. I don’t want too

at her

continued, “Of course, I’ll also share 40% of

and his guilt was evaporating. He could not believe he had not realized that she loved money this

up at him and asked seriously,

course not!” Joshua refused without even

meet with your parents, just make sure they know about your infidelity in our marriage. I believe

knives. He had not expected this person to

to talk

he hated threats more

and his eyes was dark and his expression was cold. “I’ll give you what you

Cynthia leaned back in her chair, while her piercing black and white eyes was filled

before. In their two years of marriage, Cynthia had always been sensible, obedient, and gentle.

We’ll get a divorce on

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