Prisci covered her face and copsed into Corrine’s arms, sobbing.
Sadness and pain… then relief and joy.
This muddy, suffocating marriage was finallying to an end.
Corrine smiled and congratted her, but as she smiled, tears welled up in her own eyes.
That night, Prisci stayed at her friend’s house and slept soundly.
The next morning at nine, Prisci arrived punctually at the courthouse entrance. Looking up, she saw Wesley in a white
shirt.
She felt a little dazed.
That white shirt was the one he had worn when they
registered their marriage years ago.
Back then, Wesley had kept a cold face the whole time, and of course, she hadn’t been happy either.
The two of them hadn’t looked like they were getting married, but rather like they were getting divorced.
After getting the certificate, she moved into Chaston Vi.
Although this marriage wasn’t what she wanted, deep down
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So on their wedding day, she had carefully folded and put away her clothes.
Now, Wesley wore that same shirt to their divorce.
The world remained, but people had changed.
She quickly gathered her scattered thoughts, lowered her eyes, and said calmly, “Let’s go.”
Disappointment shed in Wesley’s eyes, followed by bitterness.
He had deliberately worn that white shirt, thinking it might make her stay…
To register for divorce, both parties needed to sign the divorce agreement.
Wesley hadn’t signed the previous two copies, so he didn’t have one with him now.
But Prisci had brought one.
She ced the divorce agreement in front of him. “Take a look. If there’s no problem, sign it.”
Wesley’s hand trembled slightly as he held the pen.
Prisci pretended not to see the redness at the corner of his eyes. Feelings that came toote were worth less than grass- she didn’t need them.
“My condition is still the same. I’ll take the Holiday Series perfume, and I don’t want anything else.”
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If they didn’t cherish it, she would.
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Wesley closed the agreement and said softly, “I’ll have mywyer draft a new divorce agreement. You won’t get less than what you deserve.”
He meant he was willing to give her half of his assets.
Prisci spread the agreement open again. “No <i>need</i>. Just sign it as soon as possible.”
She wanted nothing.
All she wanted was a divorce.
A faint light flickered in Wesley’s eyes, but in the end, he still signed his name.
Prisci breathed a sigh of relief, signed her own name, and handed the agreement to the staff.
Soon, the staff told them that if neither party raised any objections within a month, they coulde back to collect their divorce certificate.
Prisci hated this rule. After all, if Wesley changed his mind in a month, he could refuse to collect the certificate for any
reason.
Or simply not show up.
Fortunately, this time Frank had personally intervened, so Wesley had no choice.
Thinking of this, she felt much more at ease and turned to leave.
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Wesley caught up to her and gently touched the wound on her cheek with his fingers.
Even after a night, the bruises were still shocking.
His mother had always been unreasonable and harsh.
Fortunately, he had asked the doctor, and there would be no scars left on her face.
Prisci brushed his hand away and said coolly, “We’re already divorced. Mr. Carlton, please have some self–respect.”
A sense of unfamiliarity swept over them.
Wesley felt a heavy pressure in his chest, and the words slipped out before he realized it: “There’s still one month left.”
A month–long waiting period, for him, was a time for things to cool down.
Prisci sensed the threat in his words, anger rising to the surface. “What do you want?”
“Come home with me.”
He wanted her toe home.
Last night, he had spent the evening alone. The house was cold and empty, devoid of warmth.
Without its mistress, the house was nothing but a cold shell.
Prisci bit her lip hard, her clear ck–and–white eyes brimming with tears.
“I don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore.”
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As for that house, he had never treated her as a lover or a wife, so how could it be called a home?
She turned and walked away quickly, her back resolute.
The wind that blew past was filled with destion.
When Wesley returned to thepany, Elijah quickly caught up to him: “The evidence has been submitted, and the investigation team is already involved.”
This was all part of the n, and the oue was good, but Wesley couldn’t bring himself to feel happy.
He responded with an expressionless “Mm.”
“Madam came to see you. She was very upset about the card being limited,” Elijah added.
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