Save Myself from Desperation by Cara Agnes

Chapter 135

Ashley, absorbed, didn’t look up. “Divorce papers.”

Valentin was shocked and puzzled.

Without bothering to dry his hair, Valentin walked over with a deep breath, only to see Ashley looking down, seemingly engrossed in something.

His eyes narrowed threateningly as he reached out his hand.

Ashley, absorbed in the papers in her hand, was startled by his approach. and looked up.

He gestured to her with his hand. His eyes, clear and bright, seemed even more attractive from a recent shower. Give it to me.”

“Do you want to see it too?” Ashley, sitting on the bedside, patted the space beside her. “Sit down. Let’s look at it together.”

Valentin was speechless. He had hoped Ashley would invite him to look at something else.

Valentin didn’t sit down. Instead, he took the divorce agreement from her hand. She had only just seen the first page.

“Why are you suddenly looking at this?” Valentin asked.

Ashley replied, “I’m checking the terms. I never really read them closely before.”

When she signed the divorce agreement, she had only glanced over it before swiftly signing.

She had an irrational trust in Valentin, believing he wouldn’t hurt her, so she had signed after only a brief look.

Although they had reunited less than a day ago and claimed they were incompatible, for some reason, her inexplicable trust toward Valentin remained unshaken.

“Looking at the terms?” Valentin asked curiously.

Ashley nodded vigorously. “Yeah.”

it back to her, pointing to a specific clause. “Look at this one. Read it

that Ashley immediately

see it was about

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Ashley had noticed this clause when she first signed the agreement, but she hadn’t

she looked away and shoved the agreement

to read anymore. I’m going to sleep,”

you doing?” Ashley looked at him

“Now you saw it.

glared at him.

don’t have to do anything else. Just help me dry my hair. That’s not too

on her skin where

too tall. It’s tiring for me to keep my

I’ll sit down so it won’t be tiring for

staring at her as if he would continue

captivating, especially when he looked at someone with such a focused

casually on the sofa, and Ashley, with a stern face, reluctantly dried his hair with

she had agreed to dry his hair. She felt like his charm had bewitched her. She thought he was

holding a towel, stood wiping his

felt a tight grip around her waist. Valentin had embraced her, his arms around her waist, his forehead

his hair. “What are you doing?” she

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her, spoke casually. “My

“What are you doing with your

while pinching it teasingly,

a strange sensation sweeping over her at that moment, like a tide washing over her. Her eyelashes fluttered lightly as she protested, “Stop calling me that. Let go of me.”

let go, casually saying, “Don’t move. Let me hold you

up an excuse. “I’m a bit tired

could see his prominent nose and long

bit. “You’re tired? Then you should go to