Chapter 183

"First, the husband cannot force the wife to fulfill any marital obligations."

Timothy's eyes darkened.

"Second, husband and wife will live in separate rooms."

Jessica had originally wanted them to live apart, but Timothy insisted she come home. If she pushed for separate living arrangements, he'd never agree. Things had already gone farther than she expected; there was no sense trying to test his limits.

Timothy's gaze grew even more somber.

"Third, the husband must return the thirty million dollars the wife earned herself."

"Fourth, during the one-month cooling-off period, any assets the husband acquires within the marriage are to be split evenly with the wife."

They already had a prenuptial agreement she had no intention of renegotiating it

now.

Half of what Timothy made in a month was a substantial sum. But she only had six months left; even if she asked for more, it wouldn't matter, and he wouldn't give it to her anyway.

"Wait, I want to change the fourth point."

Jessica arched an eyebrow, her fingers pausing in midair. "How do you want to change it?"

marital assets

fingertips curled into

That bastard.

a trap for her

thought she'd go soft because of

if he was willing

attorney, unable to follow their sign language, stood dumbfounded to the side, catching only fragments of the conversation. He did hear President Lawson

distinctly remembered drafting their prenup: the husband would pay a fixed monthly stipend, and

really about

"Is there a fifth?" "Fifth, the husband may not make

pale and pressed into

must inform her in advance so she can

the verge of losing his

Jessica's hands

will not attend any of

was this any different

"Anything else?"

to keep

"That's all."

wasn't asking for much. Seven years of marriage, and

she didn't realize was that each one pierced right through

diligent notes, then used his portable printer to produce two

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