My One In A Million Wife

My One In A Million Wife [Ashlyn And Lucas] Chapter 18

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 18

Lucas had married Ashlyn four years ago because of his grandpa. Now that his grandpa had passed away, he should proceed with the divorce procedures.

There was no need to drag it out.

Without waiting for Spencer’s reply, he continued, “No need to wait till then. Tell her I’ll head there now.”

Ashlyn hadn’t even walked out from the villa’s courtyard when she heard Spencer yelling her name. She stopped and saw him running over to stop her in a huff. “Ms. Berry!”

“What?”

Did Lucas change his mind?

“Mr. Nolan said he can head to the Registry Office now. He told me to give you a ride there.”

“Great! Thank you, Mr. White.”

At the Registry Office, there was no one there at the divorce division late that afternoon.

The whole hall seemed empty and desolate.

After a few minutes, Lucas and Ashlyn walked out with their Certificate of Divorce.

Ashlyn looked up at the unusually blue sky and took in a deep breath of the exceptionally fresh air.

Finally, they had gotten a divorce, ending their marriage, which lasted for four years.

“Where are you going? I can give you a ride.” Lucas’ deep voice rang above her.

a

zoomed over to them. The car door opened, and

didn’t even know Ashlyn and Jared Quickton knew each other. Jared Quickton—the president of Centennial Healthcare—was

this while.” Jared’s mouth quirked in a warm smile as he picked up Ashlyn’s luggage and threw

Lucas watched as Ashlyn climbed into the passenger seat. No wonder she was so eager to proceed with the divorce. Turns out

me? Is he richer than me? She… Wait, damn it. Why

felt thoroughly

see you never!” Ashlyn waved at

me Honey anymore. For the past four years, she was

was stunned by that

heart

away, Spencer came to Lucas carefully and said, “Mr. Nolan,

was grim as he got into his car silently and

*

Villa immediately. Instead, she headed

touched his photo on the gravestone gently. The old man in the photo was gazing at her kindly. It was as if he had

gotten a divorce. I hope you won’t blame me for that. I’ll come to

figure appeared in her sight. The said figure, dressed in a matte black suit, was

after a brief

him here, she thought. But since we’re divorced now, I

to her feet. When she brushed against his shoulder on her way out, he grabbed her arm. “Why

here to visit Grandpa,”

gentle demeanor was long gone. Right now, even though she remained expressionless, her presence was

a black dress seemed

let me go,” Ashlyn

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