My Wife Flaunted Her Affair Partner

I stared at the woman whose face had twisted into absolute savagery. Right then, I believed I had terrible judgement in the past.

Even though the Snow family was good, Georgia was hopeless.

When we were both in our thirties. I had already taken over most of my family’s business. Georgia, on the other hand, still muddled through her days while indulging in her “powerful CEO” fantasy.

“Okay,” I said flatly.

Georgia was caught off guard. “What did you say?”

I walked over to the cabinet and took out an agreement. I already had my lawyers draft the agreement as I tossed it onto the coffee table.

“I said okay. Let’s get a divorce.”

The divorce agreement was printed in black and white. It lay quietly on the coffee table.

Fernando peeked out from Georgia’s arms. When he saw the divorce agreement, there was a glimpse of delight in his eyes.

“Simon, you finally came to your senses! Are you giving us your blessings and letting us be together?”

Meanwhile, Georgia fixed her gaze on the divorce agreement as her expression kept changing.

She probably never expected me to actually bring up divorce.

Over the years, she had been out partying. She never bothered with her family’s business.

In her mind, I was probably still the inexperienced young man from eight years ago.

She believed I was nothing but trash without the Snow family.

Georgia sneered. “Simon, you’re the one who brought this up. When my mom asks about it, you’d better tell the truth.

“Good. After all, I’ve never had any feelings for you. You should step away and let Fernando take your place.”

Did I even care if she had feelings for me? Upon hearing her childish remarks, I almost laughed.

I took the pen and signed the papers. Then, I uncapped it and held it out to her.

“It’s my call. Whoever regrets it is the loser. Go ahead, Georgia.”

She snatched the pen and quickly signed her name across the papers.

“You can have the house and the car. I don’t care about them!” Georgia tossed the pen aside and wrapped an arm around Fernando’s waist as she helped him up.

“Fernando, let’s go. A place like this isn’t worth staying in! I’ll buy you an even bigger mansion.”

Fernando nestled into her arms and shot me a smug look before turning toward the door.

“Wait,” I called out to them.

Georgia turned around, and her face was full of mockery. “What? Are you scared? Do you want to make me stay? Too late.”

I smiled brightly like never before.

“No. I only want to remind you that once you step out of this house, everything you think you have may not be the same anymore.”

Georgia snorted. “Who are you trying to scare? My family business is far bigger than you think. You don’t get to threaten it!”

Right after she finished speaking, she walked out with Fernando. She slammed the door shut without a second glance.

After the loud bang, the world finally fell quiet.

I took the signed divorce agreement from the table and lightly blew on the still-wet ink. I felt a sense of relief I had not felt in a long time.

I took out my phone and dialed my mother’s number.

She picked up very quickly, and her steady voice came from the other end of the line. “What’s the outcome, Simon?”

I looked out the window as Georgia’s Maybach disappeared into the distance. My tone was calm and firm.

“It’s done. Get ready to pull out the investment.

“Withdraw all funds from the Snow family’s projects in West City. Notify the banks and start calling in their loans. Also, issue a public statement that Lokeman Group is terminating all strategic collaborations with Snow Group.”