“Miss Wells, the divorce agreement you asked me to draft has been sent. Got them?”
Evelyn took the document from the courier and responded with a soft, “Thank you, Philip Lane.”
Evelyn turned and walked into the room, and not long after, the door opened behind her.
“Evelyn,” a deep voice called out, drawing closer.
“Sorry, I’ve been swamped with work. Didn’t even check my phone.” Martin stepped in front of her, his hand gently resting on her belly. “How’s the baby? Giving you trouble?”
“Martin.”
Her tone made him pause. She never called him by his full name–except in moments of frustration or pain.
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Before he could think much further, she had already turned to the last page of the divorce agreement, concealing the rest of the content, and handed it to Martin.
“You once promised me a gift when the baby arrived. I’ve decided what I want. Sign here.”
Her voice was calm, and he didn’t hesitate as he took the document and quickly signed his name at the bottom.
Evelyn blinked, surprised. “You didn’t even read it. What if I’m taking everything you own?”
Martin just smiled indulgently and pinched her face. “What’s mine is yours, and once the baby is born, it’ll be yours and the baby’s.”
She smiled faintly. Too bad, she thought, what I want is my freedom.
Before she could speak, his phone rang.
Although he picked it up quickly, Evelyn still caught sight of the glaring name on his phone’s screen-
Stella.
“There’s something from the company, I need to take this call.”
His face remained casual as he put his phone away.
“By the way, you’ve called me so many times these past few days. Was there something urgent?”
Her heart ached suddenly, but she shook her head. “It’s nothing.”
Hearing her response, he didn’t ask further and continued into the study.
Evelyn stood there, clutching the signed papers, a bitter smile on her lips.
Nothing, really. Just a car accident. Just losing the baby.
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Cleared for Departure: So Is My Love
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Three years ago, she married the well–known and influential figure in their circle, Martin.
That year, she was 20, and he was 30, and swayed by her parents‘ promises that he’d take care of her.
After they got married, he truly treated her like a precious rose, just as her parents had said.
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He even personally put her shoes on, did her makeup, and was endlessly patient and gentle with her–except at night. No matter how much she cried, he wouldn’t stop until he had his way…
She’d fallen for him, hard. Until she found the photo in his wallet.
A woman who looked almost exactly like her.
That’s when she learned that, in his youth, he had an unforgettable first love.
After they broke up, Stella went abroad, but he, being too sentimental, could never forget her.
So, he agreed to marry Evelyn out of all the high–society women, but only because she resembled Stella.
The day she had the car accident and miscarried, she called him seventy–eight times, but instead, he was watching the sunrise with Stella, who had just returned to the country.
Evelyn was young, but she wasn’t stupid. If your heart belonged to someone else, you had no business sharing it.
She glanced down at the signed divorce papers.
Martin, since you love her so much, I’ll set you free.
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