Chapter 243 Elizabeth settled into the front passenger seat, her lips pressed together in a tight line.

Elijah said nothing, simply sliding into the driver’s seat and steering the car away from Norris Mansion.

Midway through their journey, Elizabeth suddenly pointed ahead.

“The courthouse,” she announced.

Elijah glanced in the indicated direction.

“Yes, it is,” he replied casually, his mind drifting to the day they had registered their marriage.

In the swift passage of time, they had already been married for nearly three years.

In Mothor, the third wedding anniversary was known as the “Leather Anniversary”—a symbolic representation of a marriage that had weathered initial challenges and gained resilience.

Conversely, in Izrosa, it was called the “Wheat Anniversary,” signifying the rewards reaped from three years of shared life.

As Elijah contemplated potential anniversary celebrations, Elizabeth’s frigid voice shattered his thoughts.

“Stop the car.

We’re getting a divorce.”

The vehicle jerked to an abrupt halt.

Elijah turned, his expression darkening.

“What did you say?”

“What are you doing?!” Elizabeth shouted.

Her expression hardened, and she repeated with an air of finality, “I said we’re passing the courthouse.

Let’s go ahead and get the divorce done.

There’s no sense dragging this out.”

Had it not been for her seatbelt, she would have pitched forward with the sudden stop.

Elijah’s lips compressed into a thin line, tension filling the car’s interior.

The thought of proposing divorce the day after they had finally consummated their marriage seemed incomprehensible to him.

his silence, Elizabeth cast a mocking

what we agreed upon? Are you backing out now,

Or was yesterday

clipped and

“Of course not.”

She wasn’t surprised.

for Sandra, it was hard to believe he hadn’t crossed that

none of

there’s nothing left to

just get it over

You’re busy, after all.

to waste

heavy in the car as Elijah stared straight ahead,

bit out, “The courthouse is

at her

“It’s only five.

They’re still open.”

his tone colder than

She arched a brow.

the certificate

gave a

we?” His eyes flicked

“Look it up yourself.”

checked the

“Fine.

We’ve got time.

house to grab

call the housekeeper

finish, Elijah’s phone

her words like an axe

syrupy voice drifted through the

“Elijah…”

eyes narrowing at

ignored her glare, keeping his focus on

wrong? Are you feeling

with a

found a restaurant with the most breathtaking

have dinner with

answered, “I’ll be

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