Semua Bab Goodbye, Saintess.: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Baron shot a sharp look at the security guards. They immediately understood what to do.Suddenly, I found myself surrounded once again, welcomed into the elevator as if I were a president flanked by bodyguards."We sincerely apologize for the trouble, Mr. Grimwald. Our hall manager was not at her best today.""Please forgive our misunderstanding, sir.""We were only following orders from our immediate supervisor, Mr. Grimwald. I'm sure you understand."They practically pushed me into the elevator. One guard stepped inside with me.Behind the crowd, I heard Baron call out, "Don't trouble our esteemed guest. I want Mr. Grimwald to reach his room safely and comfortably, without any obstruction. By the way, if you need anything, just call us from the phone in your room. All our services are free. Consider it our way to make up for the trouble."The door closed.I sensed something was off about Baron's sudden change, but after all his "compensations," pressing the issue would only m

Five minutes later, Rhea looked completely relaxed, as if enjoying five-star comfort. She was silent, breathing steady.I was sure she had fallen asleep. At the very least, she no longer seemed to be suffering.I reached for the cover, ready to tuck her in.Originally, I planned to leave once she was asleep, but Baron's behavior made me change my mind. There was no way I could leave her here alone. As such, I would be sleeping on the couch this time.I rose from the bed, but a sudden weight pulled me back down.It was Rhea. I collapsed onto the mattress as she flipped over, pressing me beneath her and showering my face with kisses. Her hands began roaming over my chest."R-Rhea! Stop! W-What's gotten into you?" I cried.I tried to push her away, but she held me so tightly my arms were pinned to my sides. I couldn't move."Nothing's gotten into me, Sebastian. I'm sane. That's why I'm doing this. I've met all kinds of men. They either lusted after me or my family's wealth. I thou

[As promised, I won't bother you again. Buuut… If you think I'm a pretty cool girl to be made your girlfriend (why wouldn't you lol), and you don't mind playing my boyfriend, yes! I'll be like? So happy? At least it means I'll get to extend my happy memories with you right, lololol.[Oh, right. Let it be known that you were handsomely compensated for your acting. I'll pay you! Including your performance of last night (you wild, wild stallion), I'll pay you 670k! How's that for sincerity, huh?[P.S. It's okay to decline this offer. In fact, you can pretend you didn't read the last part![Goodbye, Friend.]She left her phone number and a doodle of a girl with a bubble reading: "Here's my number! Call me maybe?"I could easily imagine the funny faces Rhea must have made while writing this note, judging by its content.I chuckled helplessly. "670k just for playing a role and a one-night stand? Rich people really see money differently."I sighed. What surprised me most was that she a

"How could you do this to me? I've been your wife for five years! Forget this talk of divorce right now because I will never agree. You are stuck with me forever." Hera finally released all her pent-up frustration and returned to her seat calmly. "I'll agree to any condition if you call off the divorce. I can even remove the monthly limit on sex…"Her voice trembled slightly. "We won't be restricted to just the sixteenth anymore."This was the biggest concession Hera had ever made. To her, it was the ultimate proof of her sincerity. She believed that even with that young woman throwing herself at Sebastian, he still loved only her.They had been together for five years, and she knew him well. She knew how much he looked forward to that one evening each month."Do you really think I care about any of that?" I replied calmly, then burst into a snicker. "Get this through your head—none of those rules mean anything the moment we divorce. Understand? What I want to remove is you as my w

I frowned. Hera had thrown so many deceitful schemes at me that I couldn't trust her to act fairly. Still, I took the paper and read it carefully.I focused on the wealth distribution. I had hoped there was no trickery left, but I quickly spotted another hidden ploy."What do you mean by '50% of the villa's current market price'?" I asked.She gave me a tired look. "Seriously? You're benefiting here. The villa's market value has skyrocketed since we bought it. You're getting more money than you originally paid.""I don't want that. I want exactly what I paid back then," I demanded. "And where is my parents' mortgage agreement?"She looked uneasy, surprised I had noticed, but at least she stopped pretending. "I can't give it to you. I used your parents' mortgage money for something else. It has nothing to do with our divorce.""What does that mean?" I raised my voice, sensing another trick."You're not as stupid as I thought. But what's the point? I've already given up so much. W