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– You know, little nymph, he just needs to fuck me again to remember how much he likes my body and come running back to me. - Oh, I doubt it! He doesn't seem very enthusiastic about seeing you in your underwear. Trust me, I know how he gets when he's excited. – Manu replied confidently and self-assuredly, and that filled me with pride. – But let me tell you, your divorce scheme won't last long, after all, the hearing is coming up, then your divorce will be on paper again. But everyone here knows the reality, right?! The reality is that this divorce is a fait accompli from seven years ago, and the document you're so happily flaunting, where it says the divorce decree was revoked, is nothing b

"I’ve said everything that needs to be said. The choice is yours." Reality proved that threats worked. I successfully got the divorce certificate. When we walked out of the courthouse, her expression was sour. "You’ll regret this!" I ignored her and walked away. After the divorce, I started a business for the second time. Returning to familiar territory, I was so excited I could hardly contain myself. I was determined to build something of my own. I had no time to regret anything, but she did. She announced her breakup with Mr. Hundred Times on social media and stopped caring about the company altogether.

I told them about the divorce, sticking to the clean, publicly palatable reason, that Cary had had an affair. I omitted the minor detail that our entire marriage had been a contractual transaction from day one. I hastened to add the good news, hoping to soften the blow. ‘But I’ve got a new job with a big company, Velos Capital. And I’ve just been promoted. I’m the Chief Administrative Officer now, a proper C-level executive.’ I said it with a pride I hoped was convincing. ‘Very few people, let alone women, make it to that rank at my age.’

I did not even blink before signing my name and tossing it to Rebecca. "Great, I'm done with this marriage, too. Sign it! Let's end this now." Rebecca froze for a second at the sight of the divorce papers, then shot back in disbelief. "You... You'd really go through with this divorce?" I smirked. "Why wouldn't I? What's with the overconfidence?" She stuttered in response. "We've been married for five years, and I'm the CEO of Harris Group, worth billions. Where will you find someone like me after we split?" she asked, still boasting.

He said almost pleading. Sophia felt her heartthrob in her chest. She had waited to hear this from him for a long time. But now hearing it, it felt like a joke to her. She laughed coldly repeating his last words, “Start over again?” “That's right, Grandpa is even urging us to give him a grandchild,” Marcus said without noticing the sarcasm in her tone. “Marcus, I want a divorce!” Sophia stated coldly as a matter of fact. Marcus was shocked, his demeanor changing.

And everything went back to him somehow. Anthony slid back into the car. “Get out of here,” he said flatly to Robert. “And don’t make me call Zane again. Because you know I will.” Robert flinched. Huffed something under his breath. Then walked away. The car door slammed. Anthony turned to me. “Lucky I keep our marriage certificate on me, huh?” he said, half-smiling. I turned my head slowly. My voice was cold now. “I think that certificate is useless now that we’re divorced.”

The divorce certificate in my hand wasn't a symbol of failure but of new beginnings. When I arrived at the Dreamland Studio, Maya was waiting for me, pacing anxiously in the reception area. Her eyes widened when she saw me. "Serena! Tell me you didn't actually go through with it!" she exclaimed, rushing over to me. I held up the divorce certificate in response. "Holy shit," she whispered, staring at the document in disbelief. "You actually did it. You left the CEO of Blackwood Enterprises,one of the most powerful men in the entire world."

With that, she hung up the phone. The large house she had dreamed of, something she would need to work her entire life to get, could now be hers just through a divorce. Tsk... If only she had known. No, there was no "if only." Aveline had a quick bite to eat and then continued her work. At the DK Group, CEO’s Office. Staring at the disconnected phone, Lucas let out a frustrated laugh. Was this woman crazy? How dare she toy with him like this? However, thinking about her calm, almost indifferent tone on the phone, he felt even more annoyed.

That first love of yours is nothing compared to Ashton! "Renee! How can you talk about Calvin like that? How is he not as good as Ashton?" Roxy snapped. She let out a heavy exhale. The hesitance slowly vanished from her eyes. She took out the divorce agreement she'd prepared ages ago and handed it to Ashton, saying, "Let's end things with dignity. Sign it. I'll give you five million dollars. That's enough for you to live off of for the rest of your life. Celia will stay with me, but I won't stop you from seeing her."

My father had always hoped that Chris would step in, but his partying ways had him dropping out of college to live on his trust fund and drink away most of his nights. “I didn’t want to jinx anything until I’d solidified the contract,” he waved a set of papers in the air. “Congratulations on your new CEO position Mr. Pierce.” “We should celebrate,” his lips pulled into a smile as he stared at me, awaiting an answer. “I don’t know. I’m not sure I’ve got much to celebrate,” it was my turn to hold up my papers. The thick lettering that spelled divorce on the front made the familiar ache grow in my chest.