Chapter 2

2

After finishing a series of divorce procedures at the County Clerk's office, I felt relieved.

Coming out, I felt like a heavy burden had been lifted.

Even the sun seemed brighter and more dazzling.

A one-month cooling-off period for the divorce was something I could wait for.

Before my thoughts could settle, the familiar sound of a car engine rang in my ears.

Carter rolled down the window. "Why are you here?"

The City Hall sign was right behind me, and the man finally remembered the agreement I had inexplicably pulled out this morning.

He stepped forward and grabbed my slender wrist, his aura terrifyingly cold. "What did you make me sign this morning?"

"Just a birthday present prepared for Dad," I replied casually.

"In three years of marriage, you never gave me the power to control any money. If I want anything, of course, I have to get your signature."

Carter's brows furrowed unconsciously. "Are you sure?"

His observation skills had always been top-notch.

I didn't dare show any weakness and forced myself to stay calm. "I was just passing by City Hall. With your reaction... anyone who didn't know better would think you're terrified of me divorcing you."

"Of course I am."

From Carter's increasingly obscure and deep eyes, I felt extremely strange.

Shouldn't he be looking forward to the end of our marriage day and night so he could openly reunite with his first love?

Carter scoffed coldly. "You used every trick in the book to marry me and take Evelyn's place."

"After all, we grew up together. How could I let the marriage you worked so hard to get turn into an illusion just like that?"

"Gemma, I haven't seen enough of you begging on my bed yet..." His mocking hot breath sprayed my ear, sending chills down my spine. "Your punishment isn't over yet."

I met the vicious chill in the man's eyes.

I could almost imagine what kind of punishment awaited me tonight!

My chin was lifted by his long fingers, as if he was teasing a disobedient kitten. "You chose to start this, but only I get to decide when it ends."

The sense of humiliation made me feel terrible.

This was exactly the effect Carter wanted.

"Before I'm completely bored with you, put away any little tricks you have... Otherwise, even if I have to break your legs and clip your wings, I will make sure you can never escape."

His cold tone ringing in my ears was definitely not just a threat.

All I could do was pretend to lower my eyes submissively, while the veins on the back of my hands bulged little by little.

It seemed that the divorce and my immigration plans had to be kept strictly hidden!

Within this month, if Carter noticed any clues...

I would be forever trapped in this endless darkness.

Just thinking about it filled me with a strong sense of resistance and disgust.

No!

I would absolutely get rid of Carter Grayson!