Chapter 3 Arrive at the Courthouse, Divorce

“I never thought about turning back, nor do I intend to. Not to mention, you aren’t worth turning back to.”

Harmonia’s tone was indifferent. She had her back to Absalom and made no attempt to turn around to look at him even once.

Words escaped through Absalom’s clenched teeth, one at a time. “Well, very well, I hope you won’t regret it!”

Harmonia chuckled. She did regret something. She regretted losing her heart to the wrong man. She wished she had never done that.

She could not hold back her tears any longer. They streamed down her face, one drop after another. Then, they vanished without a trace and left only dried tear tracks on her cheeks.

Since she had loved him deeply, how could she feel nothing when it had come to this?

However, since she knew nothing would come out of it, what was the point of persisting?

Five long years… Even after five long years, she could not make him love her back. After she had opened her eyes, she decided to love what she had gained.

It was time for a showdown.

…

Not far away, inside the dilapidated Empyrean Tower, a man smiled.

“Mr. Martinez, what are you smiling about?”

Mr. Martinez’s slender fingers lightly tapped on the mahogany railing. “Dominic, between them, who do you think will regret it first?”

“Mrs. Terran would undoubtedly regret it first.”

“Really?” He chuckled.

…

Harmonia walked out of the Northriver estate. A Guste was parked not far away.

In front of the entire Terran family, she got into the car.

“Mr. Smith, couldn’t you have chosen a more low-key vehicle?”

“Oh, Milady, this is already the... the cheapest car in your garage.”

Harmonia rubbed her forehead in a speechless manner. “Mr. Smith, where is the divorce agreement I asked you to prepare?”

As they were stopping at a red light, Mr. Smith handed the divorce agreement to Harmonia.

She glanced at it. “Why should I leave him without taking a penny? After five years of marriage, I believe I’m entitled to at least one or two billion dollars from him. Did my brother draft this agreement?”

“Yes.” Mr. Smith appealed to her with reason. “Miss Harmonia, you’re not short of money. Even the cars in your garage alone are worth more than six billion dollars.”

While it was true that Harmonia was not short of money, she understood that her brother was worried she might change her mind and return to Absalom. That's why he wanted her to have a clean and swift divorce.

Still, Harmonia believed that she deserved to get one or two billion dollars from Absalom.

“Mr. Smith, who in the world would complain about having too much money?”

After five years of effort and involvement in three groundbreaking construction projects that were globally acclaimed, taking away a substantial chunk of Absalom’s wealth seemed quite reasonable.

“Tomorrow morning at nine, Absalom will definitely show up, and our marriage will be over for sure,” Harmonia stated confidently and left Mr. Smith puzzled.

“Mr. Smith, I’m transferring a billion dollars to you. I want you to invest it in all the paternity testing facilities in Nilus City, no matter what the method of acquisition is.”

Immediately after that, Harmonia made another phone call.

“Alessia, do you still need to meet your KPIs for the month?”

Alessia Clark was Harmonia's high school friend. She founded Aureole Media, which was dedicated to uncovering the various scandals within the upper classes. It was often referred to as the “upper-crust watchdog.”

“It’s the end of the month. I was just about to dig up something big. Do you have any scoops for me? But considering you’re in the upper-class circles yourself, forget I asked. I know you’re fond of me, so I won’t put you in a tight spot.”

Harmonia managed a smile in resignation. “I’ve got some personal intel I can share with you.”

“Personal intel? What kind of intel?”

“I’m divorcing Absalom.”

On the other end of the call, Alessia was silent for a few seconds before letting out an exclamation.

“You’ve finally come to your senses? Good for you! As they say, a wise person doesn’t fall in love.”

“Is this a big enough scoop for you then?”

“Hahaha, with this massive piece of gossip you’ve given me, it’s definitely big enough!”

After the call ended, Alessia acted swiftly.

News of Harmonia and Absalom’s divorce spread like wildfire!

Today, she made Absalom lose face by taking the initiative to propose a divorce in front of the Terran family’s relatives.

At the moment, news of their divorce was spreading like wildfire. It even reached Luna’s ears. She was bound to put on a show of crying, cause a commotion, and even threaten self-harm. It was a two-pronged approach!

In order to preserve his pride and also to appease his childhood sweetheart, Luna, Absalom would undoubtedly proceed with the divorce.

Although the Internet was flooded with skepticism about her, with public opinion overwhelmingly favoring Absalom, the tides would soon turn in her favor!

…

The next day at nine in the morning, just as she expected, he appeared at the entrance of the courthouse!

“Here’s the divorce agreement.” Harmonia’s tone was indifferent. Her movements were composed as she handed him the agreement.

Absalom stared at the agreement she handed over. The emotions in his gaze changed a little.

“Give me a few minutes.” With those words, as the traffic lights turned red, he quickly crossed the road.

Harmonia furrowed her brow in puzzlement.

What was Absalom planning to do? Was he having second thoughts? That was not possible.