In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Chapter 31 Calm Down or Communicate

Three days later, both parties’ lawyers were gathered at City Hall for the procedure. Grace and Benjamin were there on time.

When they got the forms, Grace filled them in quickly and without hesitation. In contrast, Benjamin hadn’t even started.

She gave him a side-eye and said emotionlessly, “I’m a busy woman, Mr. Hawkins.”

Benjamin’s face fell when she rushed him, and he finally started filling in the forms. When they were done, they handed them to the staff member through the window.

“Wait,” Benjamin suddenly said as the female staff member was about to stamp the divorce certificate, making her stop.

She had never thought that the first couple she would have to deal with today would be the president of Hawkins Group and his secretary.

At first, she had thought that they had fallen in love and come to get married, but this was even more shocking. They were getting a divorce!

Benjamin turned to Grace and asked in the same high and mighty tone he had always used with her, “Are you sure?”

The way she had demanded a divorce and left just like that, all the money she had made him spend in Darai, and the suffering she had caused Yvonne …

if she relented now. He

Grace raised an eyebrow at him,

Do you still think I’m just

on his chest when he saw her determination. It felt like his heart was being dragged

had realized that the two of them had barely sat down and talked. At

and discuss our marriage. We really …

how much you’ve done for Hawkins Group during

my mind. You’re always welcome in my home and in my

was implying. He didn’t want Grace to divorce or quit

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into Benjamin’s cold gaze and scoffed, “There’s no need to calm

but you never saw that. And now you’re

along in her pregnancy. What do

mistress?”

can deal with Yvonne.” Something flashed

Grace was speechless.

their divorce documents were about to get stamped. Yet this man still thought he was

What a narcissistic pig!

slave just because you’re sweet-talking me. Quit dreaming, Mr. Hawkins.” The contempt in

fell even further, and he could no