Margot believed she had shown significant self-control.Apart from shedding a few tears, she had refrained from sobbing or causing a scene. Yet, despite her efforts, Curtis seemed unsatisfied. She sat quietly beside him as the driver took him to Tammy's residence and then dropped her home.When Curtis got out of the car, he instructed the driver, "Make sure she gets home, no stops on the way.""Got it, Boss." The driver acknowledged.In reality, Margot didn't have any intention to leave during the journey.When she reached home, she calmly went into Curtis' study room.Unaware of where he had placed the divorce agreement for her signature, she found a template online and printed two copies.The divorce agreement was quite straightforward, and she also requested nothing, neither alimony nor property. After signing the documents, she placed them in an envelope and went back to her room to pack her belongings.The truth was, she didn't want to leave at all.She didn't want
"Royce, I'm already married. And I've told you from the beginning that I don't like you."Royce shouldn't waste his time on her.She wasn't worth it.Curtis saved her and gave her a comfortable life all these years.Her entire heart belonged to Curtis. Even if they divorce and never see each other again, she could never forget him."I know. But I can't let go, Margot. You love your Curtis, and I love my Margot. These two things are not mutually exclusive." Royce replied as he wore a desolate smile. Everyone said that Royce was carefree and debonair. However, no one knew how painful it was for him to be unable to get what he desired, especially after learning that the woman he loved was already married. He could refrain from interfering with her marriage, but he couldn't bear to see her unhappy.He lifted his slender arm, intending to touch her tear-stained cheek, but Margot coldly avoided it. "I don't care if you're following me, but I don't want to be with you, and I d
Margot had long left the bustling city, and there was no way Chester could bring her back within an hour. In fact, he couldn't accomplish the task even if he had a night. Curtis sat on the living room sofa. He gripped his phone tightly, radiating a formidable aura with veins bulging at his forehead.Doris stood nearby, not daring to make a sound.After a while, the phone rang. Curtis, thinking it was his assistant, answered it reflexively. To his surprise, it was Tammy's voice on the other end. "Curt, why haven't you come back yet tonight?"Still consumed by anger and preoccupied with Margot, Curtis impatiently responded, "I have something to attend to today and can't make it."Tammy, wanting to voice her complaints, began, "But...""Tammy, I'll repay what I owe you, but if you keep pushing me, don't blame me for changing my attitude toward you," he said sternly as he cut her off abruptly.His mind was in turmoil, dominated by thoughts of Margot. He couldn't fathom why he fel
Margot's face reflected her frustration as she ignored Royce's casual demeanor."You're making things difficult for me. Besides, I'm married and deeply in love with Curtis. No matter what you do, I won't be moved, and I certainly won't be with you."Royce, still unfazed, sat down and began eating. He nonchalantly commented, "You're about to divorce Curtis, so I still have a chance.""Who told you I'm divorcing Curtis?" Margot retorted with a defensive tone."If it's not a divorce, then why did you leave?" Royce inquired, looking at her knowingly. His handsome face, adorned with a perpetual sun-like smile, radiated warmth.She hesitated as she felt a sense of guilt. She said, "I ... I'm on summer vacation, traveling. Who said I left?"Royce, still smiling, continued, "Well, if it's not leaving, then why were you crying on the train?"Margot knew she couldn't provide a convincing answer. She changed her tactics and said, "Fine, I'll eat your food. But I'm tired, and I need some
Chester did not expect anyone to engage in a fight with them.These assailants were swift. Chester's team was no match for them.Margot stood there, stunned, contemplating whether to call the police. However, her wrist was suddenly seized. "Come with me."A man in black, wearing a hat and a mask, quickly led her away from the commotion before she could even react.Despite being fully armed, Margot recognized that it was Royce. After entering the elevator, she shook off Royce's hand and asked, "Did you send those people to attack them?" Although she didn't know much about Royce, based on his identity as Laura's uncle, Margot knew he had the capability to dispatch people for a fight like that.Royce didn't deny it. "Yes."Margot expressed her concern, "If they are Curtis's people, he'll come after you. I won't be able to escape the consequences, no matter where I go.""Don't worry, they wouldn't know it was me. Can't you see I'm wearing a mask?" He said with an indifferent
Little did he expect that the clown turned out to be himself."Royce, you're such a good person. You'll find someone better in the future. I'm not worth it," Margot added.Not wanting to linger any longer with him, Margot dragged her suitcase away.Royce didn't follow.However, they didn't know that, in a black car not far away, a pair of sinister and terrifying black eyes watched them.Chester didn't want to engage with the sudden appearance of these people as his task was to escort Margot home.He left the two bodyguards to deal with the situation and quickly went downstairs to find Margot.Fortunately, Margot hadn't gone far.He saw her waiting at the nearby intersection for the traffic light. He ran over, panting, and called out, "Ms. Stone, please don't run away. Come back with me."Margot turned to look at Chester."Okay, I'll go back with you," she agreed after seeing his guilty expression.She knew that as long as Curtis didn't want her to leave, there was no escap
Curtis's eyes were bloodshot, filled with burst blood vessels.He coldly gazed at the seemingly self-righteous Margot in front of him, impulsively wanting to devour her alive. He rose from the sofa without saying a word. He grabbed Margot's hand and dragged her upstairs. Caught off guard, Margot stumbled along.Once in the room, Curtis tossed her onto the bed and pressed her down. He raised his hand to slap her butt harshly. "I told you I would break your legs if you dared escape."He was genuinely furious.For the entire night, he had been on edge, fearing something might happen to her, worried she might not return, terrified she might vanish forever.Now, he couldn't release the pent-up anger in his heart unless he properly disciplined her.Margot lay on the bed as her butt was stinging from the harsh blows. The fiery pain made her cry out involuntarily."What's wrong with me leaving? I've signed the divorce agreement. We're already divorced. Why won't you let me go?
Curtis found himself taken aback when Margot unexpectedly insulted him, labeling him a hypocrite and going so far as to file a lawsuit against him.The audacity she displayed left him wondering about the newfound courage that seemed to have surfaced within her.Raising his hand, Curtis playfully pinched Margot's rosy and plump face, smirking as he remarked, "Have you forgotten my role in shaping your current success?"You've certainly become quite independent now, haven't you?"Margot squirmed away, her eyes ablaze with resentment. "Seriously, offering you intimacy for six months wasn't enough payback?"Curtis responded enigmatically, "Hold on. Was it me wanting intimacy, or did you lead me on every time?"Despite Margot often taking the initiative, it seemed as if she was accusing him of exploiting the situation.After all, Curtis was a virgin, for goodness' sake."Whatever, I just want out. Once the divorce is finalized, I'm out of here. Otherwise, I might just go on a hunger