“If you refuse to divorce me, I’ll hold you accountable — to the very end.”
My voice was calm, but each word was a blade.
“Did you really think that just because you secretly disposed of your sister’s body and deleted the surveillance footage, I can’t sue you?”
His expression froze, the color draining from his face.
Beside him, Ivy went pale as well, clutching at his sleeve nervously.
“Seraphine, you’re being completely unreasonable! You’re so annoying!” she burst out, her tone shrill.
Lucian’s face shifted between hesitation and anger before he finally exhaled, his eyes full of disgust.
“Fine. Isn’t this what you want?”
He snatched up the pen, scrawled his name on the divorce agreement, and slammed it down.
“See you tomorrow at nine. Civil Affairs Bureau.”
I gathered up the papers, the corners of my lips curling in a faint smile.
He grabbed Ivy’s hand and stormed out. Before leaving, he turned back with a sneer.
“Tomorrow, don’t come crawling back to me like a dog. I won’t take you back.”
I didn’t respond — I didn’t need to.
That night, I returned to my parents’ home and told them everything.