The Divorce Prescription

Nigel left? Did he really leave?

Nigel walked to the door and opened it.

Standing outside was a young, stunning woman. The moment she saw Nigel, she froze, then quickly blushed. "M-Mr. Hampton."

Nigel looked at her. "You know who I am?"

"There's not a soul in the Capitol who doesn't know you, Mr. Hampton. Of course, I recognize you—even if you don't recognize me."

This woman had been sent by Fiona. She knew exactly why she was here—to please a man.

Anyone associated with Fiona had to be someone of status—wealthy at the very least. She had come eager and ready, but the moment she laid eyes on Nigel, she was stunned.

It was like a dream come true. She never imagined the man she was about to serve would be Nigel Hampton himself.

Nigel easily caught the anticipation and desire in her eyes. He smirked. "Let's start right here."

Right here?

"Mr. Hampton...

I'm sure

again. "You only get one shot. If you're

"Got it,

in front of Nigel. Carefully, she

Nigel didn't object.

hand reached for the

to untie it, Fiona couldn't take it

Hampton, Ms.

figure, his gaze

and got into her luxury car. Tonight, she had handed over her villa—along with her bedroom—to Nigel. She decided to let

know where

as she didn't want to admit

still hadn't let him go. She couldn't accept seeing him with

existence was like a thorn embedded in her heart. As long as Anne was around, there would be no chance of