After all, there was a huge gap between our
circumstances. Even if Dubois cheated, it
would be a pipe dream to ask him to leave
with nothing, given his wealth and power.
The next best thing to do would be to try to
get as much as possible, but Dubois didn’t
even look at it and signed it directly.
I didn’t even think about the money from the
start, just wanting to get a divorce as quickly
as possible.
But the lawyer said it wouldn’t work.
Now, it seemed like even God was on my
side.
I tucked away the divorce agreement, cast a
glance at Dubois, and said to Seraphina,
“Here. It’s yours.”
“”
With that, I strode away.
Once I got home, I sent the divorce
agreement to the lawyer and slept like a log.
The next morning, I had just gotten myself
ready when I heard the door open.
It was Dubois.
I walked up to him, and when Dubois saw me,
he sneered. Before he could say anything, I
cut him off.
“Perfect timing. Don’t even bother taking off
your shoes. The courthouse is open. Let’s go
get divorced.”
I said it without a flicker of emotion. Dubois
froze, staring at me for a long moment before
finally recovering.
“I didn’t come home all night, and the first
thing you say is to go get divorced?”
Looking at Dubois’s haggard face, I nodded.
“What else? What are you trying to drag
out?”
“Ha…” He paused, then, as if remembering
something, put on his high-and-mighty expression again. “Fine, let’s go.”
We didn’t speak on the way. After getting a
number at the courthouse, we waited.
I took out my documents and asked, “Do you
have any objections to the division of assets
