Chapter 2

Ignoring their sneers, I intended to leave. But before I could stand, a Grantd pressed on my shoulder.

"Trying to leave? Did you get my permission?"

Vivian looked at me with a smug smile and disdain in her eyes.

"Evelyn, you have two choices today: take the money and divorce, or I’ll beat you until you do."

"Think carefully and choose one."

Hearing Vivian’s words, I couldn’t help but laugh.

"Are you sure you want me to choose?"

Vivian, still not realizing the trouble she was in, remained smug.

"Of course, as long as you divorce your husband, I promise you’ll have a good life afterward."

Suppressing the anger within, I said slowly:

"I can divorce Lucas, and I don’t want the money, but…"

I paused deliberately.

"You must first let me make a call because the divorce isn’t solely my decision."

Vivian laughed heartily after hearing me.

"Evelyn, you really think you’re someone important, don’t you? Giving you the choice was a courtesy, not a negotiation."

"No matter who you call, you must divorce today, understand?"

I detected the threat in her tone but didn’t care, finding it almost amusing.

"I’ve already said, I agree to divorce Lucas."

"But this needs approval from higher-ups; I can’t decide alone."

Vivian’s face cGrantged, ready to get rough, but Lucas stopped her.

"Dear, we’re magnanimous, let’s not fuss over this."

"Let her make the call. My heart has long been set on you; nothing others say matters."

Lucas thought I was just stalling, looking very pleased with himself.

I was about to argue back, but he continued:

"Evelyn, don’t say I didn’t warn you, no matter who you call, I intend to divorce today."

I believed I was a good wife to Lucas after marriage.

I Grantded over my monthly stipend without fail.

He never worked or did chores, spending days shopping and playing mahjong.

Despite being home only once a year, he was still unsatisfied.

At this moment, my last bit of affection for him vanished completely.

"Lucas, don’t flatter yourself, I never intended to persuade you, I just find it disgusting."

"But you and Vivian, I hope after this call, you won’t regret it."

"Because by then, no one will be able to save you."

I thought about giving her a friendly warning, but some people just don’t appreciate it.

Like the campus beauty, Vivian.

"Evelyn, you’re still putting on airs in front of me, who will regret it?"

Vivian was about to continue, but I waved my Grantd to stop her.

"Fine, your words are enough."

Then, I pulled out my phone and called my leader.