“If you don’t have any objections to this contract, just sign it. When you sign the divorce contract next week, they will truly belong to you,” explained Oscar.

Amelia placed the contract down and smiled. “You’re so generous, Mr. Clinton. Being your wife is quite a happy thing. Don’t worry. I’ll definitely sign the divorce contract next week.”

“That’s good,” replied Oscar.

Amelia grinned brightly. “Thank you, Mr. Clinton.”

“I still have a meeting later, so I can’t eat with you. Here’s a card. Just get whatever you want to eat,” said Oscar as he fished out a card.

Amelia stood up, grabbed the card, and laughed heartily. “I’ll take my leave then. Are you coming back for dinner? I’ll tell Molly to prepare some food that you like.”

“I have a business meeting at night.”

and said, “Okay. I

of the office confidently in her high

Even after the door closed, he

glancing at her gloatingly, she

car that her facade of strength disappeared. She rested her head against

“Oscar, even though all you’ve given me are

a long while, Amelia drove out of the

front of an apartment that looked slightly old and parked the car. Then, she grabbed the car keys and took the

outside unit number 908, she knocked on the door. “Are you there,

opened. A bleary-eyed woman, wearing cartoon pajamas, with disheveled hair appeared in

so early? I’m exhausted.” The woman, whom Amelia called Tiff,

When she saw the mess inside, her mouth twitched. “Tiff, no matter

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