Catherine had initially approached Shaun with impure intentions. After that, she lied to him again and again in order to get out of jail.
Now that her lies were exposed, their rtionship was just like a bubble that would burst at the touch of it.
Catherine could not fall asleep the entire night.
She got up early and prepared breakfast for Shaun.
Perhaps it would be thest breakfast she made for Shaun.
"Why did you get up so early? It''s only 6:30 a.m." Aunty Linda entered the kitchen while yawning. Upon noticing Catherine''s pale face, she was stunned." Didn''t you sleepst night? You don''t look so well."
"Aunty Linda, these are the recipes I wrotest night." Catherine handed the booklet to her. "These are some of Shaun''s favorite dishes. He''s quite picky, so I might need to trouble you to cook for him in the future."
"What do you mean?" Aunty Linda was shocked. She was aware that both of them had been in a conflict recently, but conflicts weremon between couples. "Quickly keep it away. Young Master Hill likes your cooking. No matter how well I cook, he won''t want to
eat my food." "Next time... There''s probably no more next time." Catherine gave a self-deprecatingugh. By the look of things at this point, she did not dare to anticipate that she could continue to stay in the house.
Even if she personally told Shaun that she was in love with him, he would not believe it either. He would just think that she was interested in him all because of his identity.
What was more, they had lost faith in each other. If they remained together, they might not be able to live happily.
"Don''t talk nonsense." Aunty Linda refused to ept the booklet. With that, she turned around and left.
Catherine had no choice but to ce it on the kitchen cab with the belief that Aunty Linda would notice i t.
This morning, she put a lot of effort into preparing breakfast. The menu included churros, cinnamon rolls, and pancakes.
Today''s breakfast was simr to the first meal they had when they started living together.
At 8:00 a.m., Shaun came downstairs dressed in a ck turtleneck sweater and a pair of ck trousers. With his tall figure, he never failed to look like a celebrity who shone and exuded brilliance regardless of what he wore.
However, his stony and handsome face did not carry a trace of warmth. His ck eyes were as icy as the North Pole, making one shudder.
Aunty Linda wanted them to reconcile, so she smiled and said, "Young Master Hill, Madam woke up as early as 6:00 a.m. to prepare breakfast for you. She didn''t even let me help her. Look at her cooking-"
"Aunty Linda, carry on with what you need to do first," Shaun interrupted her
sentence.
Aunty Linda sighed. She had no choice but to walk away.
The vi''s living room was left with the two of them. Fudge and her kittens were ying on the couch.
Seeing them ying happily, Catherine was filled with admiration. It felt better to be a cat than a woman, considering the carefree life of a cat.
"Sign this."
Shaun tossed a document on the coffee table.
The words ''Divorce Agreement'' written on it pierced Catherine''s eyes.
She inhaled gently, but the pain could still be felt.
Indeed, they were still a married couple.
When the photos of Wesley and her were exposed before this, he had not mentioned his intention to separate from her or divorce her...
"Sign it. I''ll ask someone to deal with the matter regarding our divorce." Shaun looked away. The longer he looked at her hypocritical face, the more it reminded him of how she had tricked him like a fool. 1
Last night, he had spent the whole night thinking of numerous tactics, based on his experience, to take revenge on her.
Suddenly, he was fed up after those cruel tactics shed across his head one by
one.
He did not feel like living such a life anymore. Since it was just a mistake, he wanted to get everything back to how it was before this. After all, she was merely a passerby whom he did not find worth cherishing.
Catherine slowly lifted the document and flipped through it. When Shaun heard her flipping through the document, he frowned sarcastically. "When we got married, I promised to make it up to you after we divorce, and I meant it. But now I don''t feel like paying you a single cent. You should feel fortunate that I''m not teaching a woman like you a lesson. You''d better not go too far."
"I''ve never aimed for your money..." Catherine gave a bitterugh. It turned out that he perceived her so nastily deep down.