Eric suddenly looked up, stunned, as he gazed at me.
After a moment of silence, he chuckled softly.
"Seraphina, have you lost your mind due to your illness? Do you even know what you're talking about?
You are now afflicted with a rare disease, and survival itself is a problem, let alone remarrying someone else.
"Besides, once you divorce me, you will have nothing left. Are you sure you want to get divorced?"
I shook my head and sneered.
"Eric, I advise you to take a look at the clauses first.
There's also a prenuptial agreement underneath the divorce agreement. After you read it, you won't speak like that anymore."
Six years ago, when Eric proposed to me on his knees, he voluntarily handed me a prenuptial agreement.
It specifically stated that he would be unwaveringly devoted to me for a lifetime.
If he were to cheat or fall out of love, he would leave with nothing, leaving all his assets to me.
Over the years, I had remained by his side, never leaving him.
I watched him go from being a penniless employee to becoming a successful billionaire tycoon.
It seemed that he had long forgotten his initial promise.
He even completely forgot about the prenuptial agreement.