A Divorce Make Me Rich

Anthony’s palm clenched into a fist, his arm veins bulging, giving a fierce glare. Raymond gulped and avoided Anthony’s gaze, muttering sarcastically, “Stop showing off in front of me. Go and regret slowly!”

Kane rushed over from the end of the corridor and whispered into Anthony’s ear, “Mr. Callahan, Mrs. Callahan left the hospital and took a taxi. It seems she’s heading back to the Green Grove Apartment.”

Back to the Green Grove Apartment?

Realization struck Anthony, his brow furrowing, his face growing colder. He turned and walked towards the hospital elevator, Kane following closely. “Kane, get the car ready. We need to hurry.”

“Yes, sir!”

The master and servant disappeared quickly down the hallway.

Raymond stood in place, gazing at Anthony’s almost running figure, a cold snort escaping him.

“Raymond.”

A weak voice emanated from the hospital room.

With the door ajar, Raymond could clearly hear Moore calling him. He turned and entered the room. “What’s wrong?”

“You were talking to Anthony, right? You said just now that Mavis would take care of me until I recover, that she would be with me. Is that true?”

“Um…”

Raymond scratched his head, laughing awkwardly, “Well… I just wanted to mess with Anthony.”

Seeing Moore’s visibly deflated mood, he quickly added, “Although she didn’t say it explicitly, she’s disappointed in Anthony now. And with you being so severely injured, she feels indebted to you. I think she might do that.”

“I’m her brother, I’ve lived with her since childhood, and I understand her the most. Don’t worry.”

Moore’s eyes were weak, lacking their usual spark. He was immobilized, wrapped up in bandages.

“I hope Mavis can come to her senses… cough, cough…” He tilted his head, a violent coughing fit seizing him.

Raymond hurriedly went over to help him catch his breath. “Do you want some water? Let me pour it for you.”

Night fell.

The sky over Suham turned dark, the wind grew chilly, and Mavis’s heart turned cold.

The taxi took her directly to the Green Grove Apartment building. Mavis got out of the car, entered the hallway, her eyes showing determination.

Anthony arrived back at the Green Grove Apartment one minute later. He heard footsteps ascending the stairs as he entered the hallway. From the sound alone, he knew it was Mavis. He quickened his pace, rushing upstairs.

Upstairs, Mavis took out her keys and opened the apartment door.

A pair of hands swiftly slipped through the opening and prevented her from closing the door.

Without even turning around, she knew who it was. “Why did you come running here?”

Anthony had a bad feeling and asked, “Then why did you come back? What do you want to take?”

Mavis didn’t hide anything from him since he already caught her. “I think the two-week pursuit period is unnecessary, so I want to end it early.”

Anthony laughed when he heard this, his eyes turning red with amusement. “What’s this all about? Are you trying to get revenge for Moore because I refused to apologize? Is that why you’re punishing me?”

“No, even if Moore wasn’t kidnapped, we would have eventually reached this point anyway. This is just happening earlier than expected.”

“When we were in the courthouse hall, you promised me a two-week pursuit period and now you can’t go back on your word.”

“Why can’t I go back on my words? Have you kept all of your promises with me? You stood me up for our date and left me waiting all night while running off abroad with Jaqueline. And even though you promised not to hurt anyone around me again after what happened with Jaqueline in the past, here we are again with Moore being targeted by you!”

Anthony’s face turned pale as she spoke those words. “I admit that standing up our date was wrong of me but it wasn’t like I was confessing my love or anything like that to Jaqueline. It was just a coincidence. And yes, I’ve hurt Moore before but not this time.”

Mavis remained expressionless as she responded coldly, “Jaqueline’s incident happened so long ago without any evidence left behind. Naturally whatever excuses or lies will work for someone like you who want to avoid taking responsibility for your actions. As for what happened with Moore, both of us know exactly what really went down regardless of whether or not you try denying it.”

Anthony felt choked up inside.

He didn’t know what kind of evidence or clues Moore had given them, which pointed towards him as the culprit. How could he have become such an obvious suspect in their eyes? He remained silent which only made Mavis feel more disappointed and disheartened by his lack of response.

She tried pushing past him while attempting to close the door behind her, but Anthony held onto the door tightly enough that his knuckles turned white.

She couldn’t force herself through so she gave up and entered her bedroom instead where she retrieved a divorce agreement from her locked cabinet along with a pen from her bedside table.

As she flipped through its pages readying herself to sign away their marriage contract once and for all, Anthony snatched away the pen from her grip asking angrily, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Can’t you tell?” She replied coldly – signing these papers meant divorcing him entirely.

Leaving the town forever along with their son never looking back at him ever again… Or maybe staying put here in order help out Moore instead – being together alongside each other…

The pain inside Anthony’s chest grew stronger, causing his heart rate quicken uncontrollably until finally reaching its breaking point – everything felt unbearable right now… Even worse than when he used suffer alone over Lyra’s unrequited love.

He felt wronged beyond belief – frustrated beyond measure – suffocated by guilt and sadness almost as if his heart were shattering into pieces right then and there…

“Is it because you think if I admit to hurting Moore, then I’m the one who ordered it, that you won’t sign?”

Mavis froze and didn’t say anything.

Because she noticed that not only were Anthony’s eyes red, but there was also a thin layer of water shimmering in his pupils.

In all the time she had known him, he had always been confident and aloof. He was often indifferent and arrogant, capricious and domineering.

But she had never seen him lose control with tears in his eyes before.

“I’ll go apologize to him.”

“I will bear all of his medical expenses as well as compensation.”

“I will find him the best doctors, hospitals and caregivers in the world…”

“That’s enough.” Mavis listened quietly while her heart ached. Her eyes turned red.

“The incident has already happened. The harm has already been done. You are too cruel…” She couldn’t continue speaking; shaking her head like self-denial. “I’m sorry.”

She shook her hand holding the pen which Anthony held tightly onto.

He had never felt so helpless before. Anthony’s voice trembled slightly, “What do you want me to do so that you don’t have to sign?”

Apologizing wouldn’t work; admitting guilt wouldn’t work either.

He used to be very cruel indeed; he admitted it himself but he was trying hard to change now. Why couldn’t she give him a little more time?

“Anthony, on the day in the courthouse, you said that even if I were to sign immediately, you would still divorce me. Are the words you said back then still valid?”

He fell silent for a moment.

He broke his promise before – if he did again this time, would Mavis ever trust any promise from him again?

But if they counted…

His chest felt tight. His fingers trembled lightly over hers as he loosened his grip on the pen.

Mavis took advantage of this opportunity and snatched back the pen from his hand.

The tip of the pen lightly touched down on paper where Mavis needed to sign – every slight sound made by its contact with paper seemed deafeningly loud.

As soon as Mavis started writing out one letter, next thing happened suddenly – he grabbed her hand again!

This time though he held onto her tightly – making even something harmless like a ballpoint pen seem like a deadly weapon!

Anthony narrowed his eyes with paranoid madness!

In an instant, without warning, the ballpoint pierced through white shirt fabric into Anthony’s chest cavity!

It happened so fast that when Mavis finally reacted, everything around them seemed surrealistic!

Blood stained her fingertips. Covered by fear, her stricken face staring at what just occurred, “Anthony! Are you insane?!”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.