My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

There was a thump in my heart. I frowned and showed my unwillingness.

For the sake of the children, I could go through with it, but it didn't mean that it was easy. At this time, divorce could dissociate myself from him, but from now on, Hendrix would have to face his opponents alone. Losing the help of the Moore family and Reid family, I was afraid that he would be crushed with no way to come back.

I asked, "Have you made up your mind? If we divorce again, you won't be able to get me back."

I pursed my lips, and the hope in my eyes was beyond words, hoping that he would take a step back.

Hendrix looked down silently, then picked up the document and opened it. He took out the papers and handed it over. I looked at the document. As he said, it was the divorce agreement.

revenge or our family, he did not hesitate to choose the former. My understanding and love were nothing in his eyes. "Look at the next document." Hendrix's voice was

the agreement and saw the signature.

divorce last time? No, the

us." Hendrix's voice came

to distinguish true from false when a professional did it. I nodded. "Yes, I can't even tell myself. But what are you going

raised. He raised his hand

After reading for a while, I found that it was Hendrix who'd drafted this property transfer agreement. It said that if anything happened to him in two years, all the property of the Roberts family would automatically transfer under my name. That was to say, as long as I signed my name, I would become the only inheritor of Hendrix's assets under law.

worth being happy about. The fact that he had this done only showed that even he himself was not sure whether he could