Not My Husband Anymore novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9

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Having no option, he could only keep Darlene by his side.

It had been days already, and Darlene couldn’t help but grow bored. Tonight’s auction was the best example.

As he thought of the auction, Claudine’s face uncontrollably emerged in his mind.

He thought, “She knew I’d be there today, so she had waited there for me.

“Women are so predictable.

“I know what she’s thinking. After running away, she found coming back embarrassing, so she pulled this stunt. She even found a man to play along?

“How lame.

“But things can’t keep going on like this forever.

“Someone’s got to take care of Darla.

“Besides, if she pulls a couple more stunts like today’s, it’ll only invite gossip.”

By the time he finished a cigarette, he had already made a decision.

He took out his phone and pulled out his chat records with Claudine. A week had passed since they last spoke.

Back then, he had taken Darlene on a trip in Novahelm, and Claudine had actually called him dozens of times.

He couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

To him, women were such a hassle. But at least Claudine had been obedient after their marriage. He couldn’t help but wonder what had gotten into her this time?

He closed the chat, opened a banking app, and froze her card.

Without money, how long could she possibly survive on her own? He couldn’t wait to find out.

Claudine slept soundly that night. When she woke up, it was already past 8:00 a.m.

Though it was the dead of winter, with the heating and the golden sunlight, warmth seeped through her limbs.

In a good mood, she brewed herself a pot of coffee, sat on the balcony, and gazed at the river view not far away.

Just then, her phone dinged–it was a bank notification.

She had received her auction commission. Her smile grew bigger as she saw the number.

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Chapter 9

Soon, her doorbell rang.

The divorce lawyer she had scheduled stood outside.

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She demanded thirty percent of Damian’s assets. They had been married for five years, and she had sacrificed almost everything. It wasn’t too much to ask.

After signing the divorce agreement, she had a courier deliver it to Damian’s office.

Then she washed up quickly before heading to the faculty housing at Camberwell University.

Though she had psyched herself up, after arriving, she still couldn’t bring herself to open the door.

“Claudine, have you thought this through? Are you really going to give up your Ph.D. just for a man? I fought to get you into this doctoral program! After being admitted, now you’re telling me you want to quit? Think clearly, Clau- dine. Are you really choosing a man over your career?

“Claudine, if you walk out that door, don’t expect me to see you again!”

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