Mr. Remus Your Billionaire Wife Wants a Divorce

Silvia was speechless.

Should she blame herself for his lack of control?

“I don’t want this to happen again!”

She wrapped his arm in gauze before she spoke indifferently, “Thank you for helping me today. I’ll treat you to a meal next time.”

Neil raised his eyebrows in disbelief and extended his bandaged arm toward her. “I’m injured, but you’re only going to treat me to one meal?”

“What do you want then?”

“This injury is going to affect my work. You’ll have to compensate me.”

Silvia remained silent for a few seconds before she nodded and asked, “Okay. How much do you want?”

Neil’s expression turned cold, and it sounded like he was gritting his teeth. “Do you think I don’t have enough money?”

“Won’t you lose money if you can’t work?”

When Neil saw how straightforward she was, he frowned and said, “I don’t want money. Before I recover, move to Remus Mansion and take care of me.”

“I’ll have to deny your request, but I can hire a

“Silvia!”

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unconcerned as she looked at him and said, “Mr. Remus, I don’t want to be

given up

expression instantly darkened. “Start over?”

Silvia nodded. “Yes.”

relationship, but her

she saw Abalene’s name on the phone’s screen, she recalled her promise to have dinner in Harmony

answered the call and spoke guiltily, “Sorry, Madam Remus.

to rush. I just wanted to know where you are. Be careful when you’re

“Okay.”

kept her phone before she

Yard. We can go

“Okay.”

casually asked, “Since you’re working

employee. How could I possibly meet our big boss?

her pretty awesome. Her employee got involved in plagiarism, and she managed