After the Miscarriage, I Handed Over a Divorce Agreement

Logan and I have known each other since childhood, but he didn't like me.

Even often played some pranks on me.

After losing my voice in an accident, his behavior became even more extreme.

Although there were always people who helped me out.

But it still left a permanent damage in my heart.

I was afraid of him, feared him, and stayed away from him.

But the wheel of fate still pushed me towards him.

My parents disappeared in a car accident, Chloe seriously ill, and the Jones company was also coveted. In the midst of internal and external troubles, it was my mother's best friend, Logan's mother Dora, who found me.

"Zella, you know, only when you are closer to me can I help you."

I figured. This is also the sorrow of our aristocratic families.

We enjoy the shelter of the family, which means we have to pay for the family.

Before getting married, he found me and had a calm conversation with me for the first time.

"Being my wife? It's not that easy."

"I'll give you a chance to break off the engagement."

I shook my head and was defeated by his mocking gaze.

Logan slowly said with a cold voice, "Since you don't want to break off the engagement, then you'll have to endure it in the future!"

"You don't have a chance anymore!"

I knew what it meant to have no chance.

Probably, starting from that day.

I would return to his shadow.