After Marrying the CEO, I Regretted it

One o'clock in the morning.

Fiona called me when she saw that I hadn't returned home. "Where are you? Why don't you go home?"

Facing her question, I said calmly, "I asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement today."

On the phone, Fiona was silent for a moment and then asked, "We're not getting a divorce, okay?"

Her words once again made my heart ache.

I thought I could totally not care.

But how could a relationship of so many years just disappear?

People were so complicated and full of contradictions.

I didn't answer her and just hung up the phone.

A few days later.

She called me again, said it was her mother's birthday, and asked me to go over.

I had no intention of going there.

But after looking at the divorce agreement in my hand, I decided to go and get it settled no matter what.

I came to her mother's old house again.

In the past, whenever I came to this villa, I would feel depressed.

But I didn't have that feeling now.

Maybe it was the divorce agreement in my hand that freed me and allowed me to no longer be bound by anything!

I arrived very late.

The house was already bustling with guests coming and going. Everyone was celebrating Fiona's mother's birthday, presenting gifts and congratulations, and the younger generations were asking for foods.

I was coming.

Everyone made me way.

I walked up to Fiona's mother with the divorce agreement.

Fiona and Gianna stood behind their mother. Erik was also present.

When my mother-in-law saw that I came so late, she looked unhappy.

As always, she scolded me with arrogance, "Why are you so late? Do you still care about me?"

Fiona stood behind her mother and said with a smile, "Mom, calm down. Ralph must have come so late to prepare a gift for you and give you a surprise."

After hearing this, my mother-in-law's expression softened a little. She asked coldly, "What gift did you bring?"

I smiled and handed the divorce agreement in my hand to my mother-in-law. "This may be the best gift I have given you in these years. This time, you should be satisfied."

When she saw "divorce agreement" on the paper, her face changed drastically.

The guests and relatives around us were all silent, looking at Fiona and me in disbelief.

Fiona's face suddenly turned pale...