Chapter 8

Mikayla quietly chuckled to herself.

She had walted eight years in her past life, only to receive a divorce certificate and the news of Jerome marrying Kylle.

How could Jerome possibly fall in love with her in just a few short days?

Wanda asked again, “Should Jerome recognize your admirable qualities and develop affection for you, would you still desire a divorce?”

Mikayla nodded affirmatively under the gaze of Wanda’s optimism. “Yes.”

No matter how events unfolded in this lifetime, she wished to sever all ties with Jerome. The bitterness of love had taken its toll, and she yearned to distance herself from him, eager to embark on a fresh start.

After leaving the hall of the old mansion, Mikayla saw Jerome sitting expressionlessly in

the car.

After all the

fuss about the divorce, they ultimately didn’t get to divorce.

Jerome must have surmised that this must have been a meticulously rehearsed performance between her and Wanda. Once Mikayla got into the car, she would inevitably face insults and questioning from Jerome.

With that thought in mind, Mikayla planned to ignore him and take a taxi.

“Get in the car!” Jerome ordered coldly.

“Thanks, but you’re not going my way,” Mikayla replied, equally cold.

She was annoyed that they didn’t manage to get the divorce settled. On top of that, she didn’t want to subject herself to Jerome’s temper.

“Mikayla, get in!” Jerome’s tone held a cautionary note.

for divorce now!”

anger visibly intensified. “Fine!”

Mikayla observed

could react, he seized

of

turned her head and bit down on his arm

but didn’t release her. Instead, be tossed her into

Jerome commanded

the car had started, Mikayla couldn’t escape. She quickly took out her phone and

you dare to hit me! I’ll call

heard something

of oppression. Her hand holding the phone

do you want?” Mikayla stammered.

sneered, lifting

markes.

hard. If I hit you, it would be considered as

regained her

a hand on her, no matter how much he despised

her.

wasn’t someone who would

cedar overwhelmed Mikayla, with Jerome close. Uncomfortable, she frowned and

backward and nearly hit the car window.

you addicted to

hold back in her retort. “You toppled like a weakling with just

Jerome choked.

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assertive in front of him, nor

sarcastic remarks.

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