The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 37

Chapter 37: The Divorce.

Anya was not sure how slie had gotten up that night, but by morning, she had to prepare for her mother's funeral holding in the afternoon. As time approached, she dressed in all black and went downstairs, just in time for a guest to arrive. "Mr. Kent," she greeted the man. He was the one who had drafted she and Daniel's prenuptial

agreement.

"Please sit," she offered, but he refused.

"I am sorry, Mrs. Shaw; I came on behalf of my client, Daniel Shaw, to serve you these documents," he said, handing her the documents in his hand.

Anya took them and had a look. The moment she saw that it was a divorce agreement, she paused, then sighed tiredly. She had always known this day would come. She was the one who had proposed that they divorce. She had always thought she would feel pain when she finally saw the document, but as she stared at the papers in her hand, she felt nothing.

Anya stared at the paper in her hand as though it were no different from toilet paper. She had always known they would have to divorce eventually. But she had never thought that Daniel would deliver such a blow on a day such as this. She almost wanted to laugh. Was this the marriage she had wanted with all her might?

"I have added the transfer of your accepts inherited from late Mr. Shaw to the agreement. When you both divorce, you will be handing everything over to Mr. Shaw as alimony. You can read it through with a lawyer and have us meet," he started to s say.

"Do you have a pen?" She asked, and he paused, then nodded before fishing a pen from his bag and handing it to her.

Anya felt like a joke. She was obviously the poorer party, yet in her divorce documents, she was the one paying alimony. Chapter 37. The Divorce

"You should read that first," Mr. Kent advised her when he saw her start to sign the last page.

"It's fine. We have a prep. I do not have a say on how this marriage ends," she seemed to whisper as she signed her name before handing them back to him.

feel. She had loved this man for two years, but at this. moment, she felt absolutely nothing. From the very start, she was the stupid one in this marriage. It started

will send my lawyer your number. If there is anything else that needs to be done! contact him. When the certificates are ready, please send them to him. He will

her

side.

was an attentive maid; she already suspected what had happened when she saw Anya's black dress. "Is today

there was a maid who paid

to be cremated quickly," Anya answered. Mrs. J. hnson then recalled

came.

the main house called. They said you should come back with Mr. Shaw for Mr. Shaw's birthday

I have just signed the divorce papers," Anya said, and

Cupé 3? The Divorce,

her voice

about me," Anya said softly. She knew Mrs. Johnson felt bad for her. But she

want to rely on anyone, but she felt she needed to leave this house quickly. She still had to handle Stella's funeral, so she asked Mr. Johnson this favor. "Of course," Mrs. Johnson

went through with the procedures for her mother's cremation solemnly. As she was

was handed the urn containing her mother's ashes. Tired and weary, she sat in a

took a taxi and returned to the Shaw mansion. By the time she returned, it was evening. She entered the house, noticing that the

their condolences, all of which she accepted with a small smile

bags already packed for her. She went through to make sure that she had gotten everything. When she saw that Mrs. Johnson had also packed clothes and jewelry Lena had bought for her to attend the cruise party, she poured out two traveling suit cases and

mind her taking them, she wanted nothing from this family. They would remind her too much of her past back here. She wished to leave everything behind.

and left the room. When she got downstairs, she found all the staff waiting for her. The moment she saw their faces, she knew they had heard of