I Divorced Him Quietly, Then He Went Crazy - Chapter 6

Jeremy and I had signed a prenuptial agreement.

I had insisted on it.

It was as if I had always known this day would come.

We made it very clear that when we separated, I wouldn’t take anything of his.

But when the day actually came, he was still very generous.

He had his lawyer draft a new divorce agreement, magnanimously dividing half of his properties with me, and also giving me a substantial amount of money.

He said, “If you don’t want these things, we’ll just drag this out.”

As he said this, we were sitting face to face.

His hand tapped on the paper, and when he looked up, his gaze met mine, hinting at a subtle confrontation.

I suddenly felt.

He actually didn’t want to divorce me.

But this thought only flashed through my mind.

The next moment, his phone rang.

I saw the name on the screen.

It was Evelyn Tan’s call.

His expression was a little annoyed, yet also a bit relieved.

He quickly stood up, walked to the balcony, and answered the call.

See?

No matter how busy a person is, they always have time to answer a phone call.

But why?

That day, I waited and waited, only to receive a perfunctory “Okay.”

I watched his back, raised my hand, and signed my name.

After signing, I left without waiting for him to finish his call.

….

The day we received our divorce certificate, he sat in his car watching me, his expression unreadable: “Charlotte, is this what you wanted? No regrets?”

I said, “Yes.”

He curled his lips, his hand gripping the steering wheel a little tightly, then looked away from me: “Alright then. I’m leaving.”

I stepped back, nodding to him: “Goodbye.”

He didn’t look at me.

The next moment, the car sped past me.