But this time, he was destined not to wait for my compromise. I stared at his stern eyes in a joking manner, expecting to watch him to be angry when he didn't get a response from me.
But I was wrong.
The next second, someone replied: [You are the one who is wrong. We have nothing to say to each other anymore. We are getting a divorce immediately.]
I was so shocked that my blood seemed to flow backwards. Even in my soul state, the fear was still like a spider web, trapping me in it.
That pervert was not satisfied with cutting me into pieces, he also took my cell phone and used my identity.
I had an elderly mother and a close friend. I was afraid of their situations and afraid that they would face the same tragic situation as me.
But I was powerless and couldn't even get away from Vincent.
I huddled in the corner sadly, watching in despair as Vincent dialed my number out of control.
The call was immediately cut off. Vincent got a message. [Don't call me. I won't answer. You and your secretary are inseparable, so I naturally want to spend time with the person I like. Let's part ways in peace. Sign the divorce agreement immediately and don't disturb my time alone with other man.]
Below the words was a divorce agreement with my name already signed on it.
Vincent began to tremble almost imperceptibly. He gripped the phone tightly, and his knuckles turned pale from the exertion.
