Divorce Agreement
Akina · Ongoing · 119.6k Words
Introduction
"Why so suddenly?" My voice is lower than usual.
Darwis answered briefly, "Kayra has returned."
I know who Kayra is. After a moment of silence, I agreed, "Okay."
Darwis was Kate's first love for 24 years. Before that, he was the perfect husband in her eyes. The man was always patient, and gentle and almost never made her worry.
Although it was difficult for Kate to accept when Kate found out that Darwis liked another woman. Kate still files for divorce from Darwis so that Darwis can look for the woman he loves. Kate chose to comply. However, the Darwis disagreed.
Chapter 1
Kate's POV
Night in Amara City, Villa Amarilis.
In the spacious and bright living room, I sat opposite my husband. In front of me lies a divorce agreement. The man wore a neat suit, with a perfect face and a straight expression. His entire body emitted a powerful aura of oppression.
His cold gaze was fixed on me on the other side who didn't make a sound, his eyes were as black as the night outside.
"On Monday we divorce," said Darwis Dawson without hesitation in his cold and low voice. "Aside from the compensation written in the divorce agreement, you can ask for whatever you want."
"Why so suddenly?" My voice is lower than usual.
Darwis answered briefly, "Kayra has returned."
I know who Kayra is. After a moment of silence, I agreed, "Okay."
Darwis was silent for a moment. It seemed like he didn't expect that I would immediately agree.
I signed a divorce agreement. Seeing the dense writing inside, memories of my past with Darwis crossed my mind.
We met at the Hoppis Club in Amara City two years ago. I, who was full of problems, met Darwis who was heartbroken. After drinking two glasses of wine, we chatted happily like we had found best friends. There is no one-night love incident. We parted ways after we finished drinking.
I met him again three days after that night. Darwis came with his assistant to discuss marriage with me. I agree. After we got married, Darwis was very kind to me. He took good care of me and helped me solve the problem as quickly as possible. When I'm sick, Darwis will prepare medicine for me, and help me dry my hair after showering. Our relationship is very good.
Until Darwis answered a telephone call half a year ago. After that phone call, he changed. Darwis became cold and indifferent to me, no longer gentle.
On that day, I knew that the reason why Darwis married me and was so kind to him after marriage was because my face looked a little like Kayra Ayunisari, Darwis' beloved woman.
Remembering this, I pursed my lips. I asked Darwis flatly, "You just said that I can ask for whatever compensation I want, right?"
"Yes," answered Darwis briefly.
"Any compensation?" I looked at him. My beautiful face is no longer as bright as usual.
Seeing that look, Darwis felt a little guilty, "Yes."
I've thought about it. As long as my request is not excessive, he will try to fulfill it. Over the past year, I have indeed treated him quite well.
"Okay, I want the most expensive sports car in your garage."
"Can.”
"A villa in the suburbs."
"Good."
"We will divide your income for the two years of marriage."
As soon as he heard this, Darwis, who was always calm, finally moved his eyes. Afraid he had heard wrongly, Darwis asked with his thin lips, "What did you say?"
"The property after marriage is jointly owned by husband and wife. I have calculated it. After deducting your investment and financial management, your salary plus company dividends in the two years of marriage totals trillions." I said seriously, without meaning to joke, "I'm not asking for much, give me 40%."
Darwis was stunned.
I continued, "Of course, I will also give you 40% of my earnings."
"Kate!" Darwis was angry.
He must have been crazy before he felt guilty. Why didn't he realize that I was so materialistic before?
I looked at him and asked seriously, "Can't you?"
Of course, you can't!
Darwis rejected it without thinking.
"Forget it then," I put down the pen that was in my hand, "When we meet your parents next time, I will tell them about your mental infidelity during the marriage. I'm sure they will help me happily."
Darwis's aura became colder, his gaze sharp as a knife. He didn't think I was a two-faced woman, so all previous obedience was pretended.
"Are you sure you want to talk to me like this?"
"Yes."
I looked at him. I know that Darwis really doesn't like being threatened. However, it can't be helped, I also really don't like infidelity in marriage.
"Okay," Darwis said with a sharp gaze and a cold facial expression. "I'll give you what you want. But if this divorce doesn't go smoothly, you know the consequences."
"Mr. Darwis, are you threatening me?" I asked seriously, his black eyes piercing.
This expression….
Darwis has never seen me like this.
During their two years of marriage, I was always obedient, obedient and gentle. He had never dared to fight Darwis like this.
"No." Darwis had already thought of a way to get rid of this person. He said in a cold tone, "I will give you the house, car, and money. We are divorcing on Monday."
I averted his gaze and said slowly, "There's one more thing."
"Say!" Darvish's patience disappeared little by little.
"Tomorrow accompany me shopping," I said without fear. "After that, we will return to the Old Residence and tell the family about our divorce. The reason for the divorce is because I don't love you anymore."
"Okay." Darwis agreed.
After we finished talking,
Darwis didn't want to linger here. He walked out with a cold aura surrounding him.
Previously, he thought that if I had a hard time accepting this divorce, he would give me time to adapt. However, now he realized. I have no difficulty accepting this divorce. I just want to get a quick divorce so he can take his fortune.
If I knew what he was thinking, he would probably just laugh and say, "I would care about that little money?"
"I won't go home tonight. I'll pick you up at 9 am tomorrow to go shopping," Darwis said in a cold tone. "Make a list of places you want to visit."
"Are you going to meet Kayra?"
"That is none of your business."
"I don't like being cheated on," I didn't pretend anymore. "Before we divorce, I hope you don't have sex with her."
Darwis's expression became gloomy. He stepped back towards me and looked down at him. I wasn't affected by his cold gaze. "What, you can't wait two and a half days?"
"I know you're angry in your heart, but don't say things like that to upset me." Darwis was not angry. After thinking for a moment, he might be more extreme than me if he was treated like this. "We are just divorced, not enemies."
I fell silent. Where's the shame?
"Rest early." After saying this, Darwis left.
The door is closed. The divorce agreement was quietly placed on the table. I stood there for a long time, not moving. I can't lie that I didn't feel anything. Six months ago, when I found out that I was only being used as a substitute, I felt hurt.
Darwis the bastard was my first love for 24 years. Before that phone call, he was the perfect husband in my eyes. The man was always patient, and gentle and almost never made me worry.
Although it was difficult for me to accept when I found out that Darwis liked another woman. I still filed for divorce from Darwis so that Darwis could look for his beloved woman. I choose to fulfill it.
However, the bastard Darwis disagreed.
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