Chapter 7: My Husband Takes the Initiative to Gift Me a Male Model

Valentina raised an eyebrow, eyeing the man behind Hamiltion Carpenter with obvious longing. As a woman in her twenties who had been married to this supermodel of a man, a domineering CEO, for two years without getting any real affection, she couldn't help but feel starved...

Lifting her chin slightly, her voice came out somewhat hoarse, "Husband, you...?"

Hamiltion Carpenter sat on the sofa, an aura of coldness surrounding him. His handsome brows furrowed slightly as he tossed a document onto the table. "Sign it, thank you!"

Today, Hamiltion Carpenter seemed much calmer than that day. Although his tone was devoid of warmth, it wasn't threatening.

Valentina picked up the document. The words 'Divorce Agreement' leaped off the page. This was using the most polite language to say the most hurtful things.

The man's thin lips moved, seemingly hesitating over something. "If it weren't for what happened that day, maybe I could still tolerate you... Regardless, thank you for taking care of me. Here is five billion yuan, your alimony. And these five men, they are for you..."

Valentina raised an eyebrow in surprise; Mr. Lu was quite generous. It seemed he wasn't as petty as his mother and sister, who would have used the self-accusation letter she signed against her. "Although the Lu family's business means nothing to me, the money... I'll take it. As for the people, I only want that one..." Valentina pointed at a handsome young man behind Hamiltion Carpenter, who looked around seventeen or eighteen. "Women all like fresh meat, especially a divorced old auntie like me..."

Hamiltion Carpenter narrowed his starry eyes. The Valentina before him seemed different from before. Upon hearing about the divorce, she didn't cry, didn't make a fuss, and didn't threaten suicide. Moreover, this woman said the Lu family's business meant nothing to her? Was she daring to boast because they were getting a divorce?

Finally, the man gritted his teeth and said in a low, resentful voice, "Valentina, you really dare to ask for it..."

Valentina didn't know if he was referring to the money or the person. According to the typical plot in romantic dramas, women usually choose to leave with nothing to prove their true love. But she didn't want to follow that path. If Mr. Lu dared to offer, she dared to accept!

After all, the Lu family always thought she had married the nearly dying Hamiltion Carpenter just for the money. So, she might as well confirm their suspicions. Since she decided to leave, she would cut off all ties, leaving no room for regrets.

Hamiltion Carpenter turned and left with the four unchosen men. Before leaving, he cast a cold glance around the apartment. If not for the frosty expression on the great CEO's face, Valentina would have thought he was reluctant to leave.

"The apartment is yours. Martin Luke will come to help me pack. Just sign the agreement and give it to him. He will notify you once the divorce process is complete."

Valentina nodded silently, "Okay."

She curled up on the sofa, staring at the door for a full half hour. With the sound of the door slamming, the door in her heart also closed. She wanted to cry, but instead, she wore a smile on her face.

For the past two years, she had served every member of the Lu family as if they were her ancestors, yet they looked down on her, an orphan with no one to rely on. In their eyes, she was no different from the Lu family's servants.

Hamiltion Carpenter, due to a car accident, needed constant care. She took the initiative to cook and deliver hot soup to his company. In public, his attitude towards her was even colder, and almost everyone in the company forgot her status as Mrs. Lu.

A few days ago, Hamiltion Carpenter left important documents at home. Despite having a fever, she drove through the rain to deliver them. However, the rain was so heavy that her car got stuck on the overpass. She had no choice but to abandon the car and run into the rain with the documents. By the time she reached the business club, she looked as if she had just taken a shower.

In the private room, when she pulled the documents out of her hoodie and handed them to him, she clearly felt the disgust in his eyes. A client who had returned from abroad joked, asking who this serious and beautiful woman was. He merely moved his lips slightly and said her name, "Her name is Valentina."

That was it; she didn't even have an identity.

But just as she turned to leave the private room, Bai Yue walked in from the direction of the restroom. Bai Yue smiled brightly, raising her perfectly arched eyebrows and asked arrogantly, "Are you the woman bought to bring good luck to Yuhhan?"

Valentina looked at the exquisite face without saying a word. Well, her skills in facial plastic surgery had indeed improved. The skin from her buttocks was indeed suitable for transplanting onto the faces of disfigured patients. This technique could be promoted in the future...