Chapter 2 Your Thirty Billion
“What?”
Maverick frowned, seemingly never having expected her to propose a divorce. She had just drugged me last night. What stunt is she up to now, this early in the morning?
“Have you lost your d*mn mind?”
At that, Gwendolyn merely stared at him coldly. She was far shorter than the man, but her aura right then was wholly comparable to him.
“Haven’t you long since dreamed of getting a divorce? Seeing that it was your grandfather who coerced you into marrying me back then, no one can stop you from marrying Natasha anymore now that he’s no longer here. Don’t you want to give her a rightful status?”
Pursing his lips, Maverick scrutinized her closely.
Would she really be so kind as to give up her status?
At her solemn gaze and the fact that she didn’t seem to be lying, he snorted softly, his voice frosty. “I hope you don’t regret it.”
Gwendolyn sneered. Never had I been so determined about something!
“The only thing I regret is marrying you back then.”
After saying that, she spun on her heel and left, looking all resolved and blithe.
fixated on her back
gentle and docile before me, putting on an act of fragility. Today, however, she’s surprisingly steely. Could it be that I had really accused her wrongly about the incident last night? But who else could it be
them went to City Hall that very morning, one after the
in old and ugly clothes bought from the side of the street, Gwendolyn made a stark contrast with Maverick, who wore a high-end black suit from Prada, as they stood together. As such, they attracted much
at all bothered. All she wanted was for the entire farce
a brief ten minutes, their miserable marriage finally drew to
certificate in her hand, Gwendolyn plunged into a trance for
your own
lifted her head, the man had disappeared into thin air without dissuading her from getting a divorce or even taking
suppose this is for
shook her head with a
we’ll be mere strangers the next time we
to the
came to a stop in front of
a middle-aged man with graying hair headed
was seemingly imbued with an innate sense of regality. “How well-informed of Dad. I’ve just gotten a divorce, and you’ve already come knocking on my
on his face. He bowed deeply to her before venturing, “Ms. Harris, your three-year pact with
the divorce certificate in Gwendolyn’s
looks like you failed to have Maverick Wright fall in love with you. In that case, you should honor your promise
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