Chapter 3 Are You Threatening Me?

Although her voice was very low, it was heard by Xiao Yiru.

Would Mo Xia agree to divorce?

How was that possible?!

Back then, this woman had plotted so many tricks to be with him. She would never be willing to divorce him.

Xiao Yiru sneered at her. Impossible. Back then, she had used her superb acting skills to deceive him and make Si Ling leave angrily. Now, she must be plotting something again. He would not fall for her again!

"Divorce? Oh, you want to threaten me with this? Mo Xia, why are you so gross, so ugly! Why didn' t I recognize your ugliness earlier?!"

There was no trace of blood on Mo Xia's face. She forced the corners of her mouth to curl up. She looked at Xiao Yiru with pleading eyes and slightly raised her arms. "Xiao Yiru, can you hold me? Please, just once ..."

Xiao Yiru had never seen Mo Xia like this before. Mo Xia had always been superior. Whether in the company or at home, she never showed weakness.

But today, she was so different ... Looking at her like this, he actually felt depressed.

His hand, which he instinctively wanted to reach out, remained motionless after all. He said harshly, "Is this your new trick? Are you starting to act pitiful now? I' m telling you. No matter what you do, I won' t fall in love with you. Just forget it!"

Yes, if her grandfather died now, Xiao Yiru would abandon her in the next second.

Mo Xia smiled bitterly as she lowered her hands and sat down on the sofa, struggling to utter three words. "You can go."

For the first time, when he left this so-called home, Xiao Yiru did not feel relaxed or relieved. Mo Xia's face kept appearing in his mind. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of it.

He had never felt so depressed except for the time when Si Ling had left. He turned around and took a look at the villa. In the end, he still got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and left without a trace.

He shouldn' t have come back today. He would be in a better mood if he was far away from this horrible place.

Mo Xia, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, listened to the roar of the car, which then disappeared. Her entire body collapsed on the sofa, like a deflated balloon.

The USB flash drive that she had been holding tightly was drenched in sweat.

She did not know how long she had been sitting, and the hours were ticking away. The silence frightened her.

She tried her best to stand up and slowly moved to the bedroom. She tidied herself up and changed into clean clothes. The two divorce papers lying on the bed were eye-catching. She picked up her pen and wrote down her name on it forcefully. A tear fell on it and the ink was blurring out.

Divorce meant relief.

The USB flash drive in her hand made her understand that everything she insisted on was meaningless. She thought that time would change everything, but she was lying to herself.

Originally, before she left, she wanted to have a peaceful meal with him and said goodbye. But in the end, it turned into this situation.

There would never be a day of reconciliation between the two of them, even if it was the day of divorce.

She took off her ring with a bitter smile and gently placed it on the divorce agreement. The USB drive that destroyed all her confidence was placed beside the ring like a big joke.

She pulled out the lever box that was already prepared in the corner.

She looked at the place where she had lived for more than a year with reluctance. Perhaps, her departure was a good decision for everyone.

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