Divorce Clock Ticking by Evangeline Moss

Chapter 5 Chapter 5

Patrick's eyes widened in shock, and his hand gripping the doorknob turned pale. He seemed thunderstruck, frozen in place.

"Patrick, why are you standing at the..."

Angela began to say, but her words trailed off as she saw Kenneth on the other side.

She couldn't help but furrow her brows. "What are you doing here?"

Kenneth sneered, his gaze piercing. "Is it a bad time? Did I disturb your little affair?"

Angela's grip tightened as she kept drying her hair. She then spoke calmly. "You've seen the divorce agreement. Whenever you're free, we can go get the divorce certificate." "Angela, I didn't agree to the divorcel Come back with me!"

Saying this, Kenneth reached out to grab her hand, Patrick, standing nearby, came back to his senses and stepped in front of Angela.

Kenneth stared coldly at Patrick, threatening, "If you don't want to be blacklisted, get lost!"

Patrick confronted him with equal coldness, showing no fear.

"Mr. Sinclair, it's not that simple to blacklist me. Besides, it seems Angela doesn't want to go with you."

Over these years, Patrick had become well-connected among the entertainment industry. Now, nobody could blacklist him at will, not even

Kenneth.

Kenneth seemed even more irritated. He took out his phone and dialed a number.

Meanwhile, Angela, standing behind Patrick, spoke up. "Kenneth, this is our problem. Don't get the others involved. Let's talk"

Kenneth put down his phone, but the anger within him flared up. He looked at her coldly. "You seem quite concerned abou been away from Lithoria for a month, and you've already found a man to keep you company. Well done!"

anly

turned to Patrick. "Patrick,

in no

Call me if

faced Kenneth. He, however, grabbed her and attempted to

"What are you doing?

lacked gentlemanly behavior. She wondered

car. Then,

halfway up the mountain. Angela gritted her teeth and glared at

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Chapter 5

Kenneth, what's the point of controlling

"Fasten your seat belt!"

the steering wheel tightly. The

move. Instead, she looked at him and said flatly, "Kenneth, what

nonsense. I'm serious."

black Maybach suddenly stopped by the roadside, and Angela's head

pain made her frown, and she drew in a sharp

her to recover,

to divorce me to be with this little pretty boy? Not in a million

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her forehead, retorted with anger, "Kenneth, are you insane? You like Jennifer, so I

ave to

indifferent. "What does that have to

in her eyes. "How does it have nothing to do with her? Dare you say she's

speaking,

I won't betray you, but you actually stayed in another man's villa overnight!" "What do you mean by