When the Contract Marriage Ended, He Stayed

Chapter 7: I’m Going to Divorce Aiden Xavier

Hazel Hawthorne hadn’t been back to the Hawthorne residence in a long time, not since her mother passed away.

She could never forget the day her father showed up at their door with his mistress and their illegitimate daughter while her mother was gravely ill.

Because of that, she could never bring herself to believe in marriage or entrust herself to a man.

But Aiden Xavier was an exception.

She and Aiden Xavier had been engaged long ago, but it was an arrangement made by their grandfathers, and neither of them had ever taken it seriously.

Back then, after a major falling out with her father, she had left home with her terminally ill mother. She had intended to break off the engagement with Aiden Xavier, but he unexpectedly came to her first. He presented her with a marriage contract, asking her to be a puppet wife and hold the title of Mrs. Xavier.

Hazel had no lingering affection for either the Hawthorne or Xavier families and couldn’t be bothered to get involved in Aiden’s messy entanglements with Raina Lowell. But seeing her mother tormented by illness and facing the hardship of being cut off from the Hawthorne family, she ultimately agreed.

Aiden Xavier needed someone to hold the position of Mrs. Xavier for him.

And she needed money.

mother eventually succumbed to her illness. Just like her sham of a marriage, which had lasted three years only to come to

just wanted Hazel to come back for a visit. We didn’t expect you to come

Xavier, Harrison Hawthorne was so tense and awkward that he looked less

his hands, then shot Hazel a dissatisfied glare. "And you... Mr. Xavier is a busy man. How could you take up his

and scoffed,

Xavier with such a cold and

him, pulled him back. "Hazel is rarely back. Let’s just treat

kind, Father-in-law. Hazel is sick today and isn’t feeling well. I was worried about her being on her own, so I came along. We’re family; there’s

standing to the side, shot him a sidelong glance, the

into the villa and, from a distance, saw a pile

those things, Hazel

antiques. Even the clothes her mother had worn

asked, displeased, "Why have you

a look, then both