Urging Him to Get a Divorce novel Chapter 241

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But this time, Xavier was definitely faking it.

If he hadn’t received the agreement, why did he tell her before that they needed to draft a new one?

Aveline scoffed, “Xavier, don’t make me look down on you.”

“Tomorrow is the deadline. You can leave now.”

With that, Aveline walked to the door, opened it, and coldly gestured for Xavier to leave.

But Xavier remained seated, his deep, dark eyes fixed on Aveline.

“We just got our marriage certificate a few days ago, and you already want a divorce?

Are you playing house?”

Aveline replied flatly, “Think whatever you want.”

Xavier stared at her for a long moment, then got up and walked over to her, looking down. “Is it because of Sebas- tian?”

Aveline frowned slightly, looking up to glare at him. “Don’t drag uninvolved people into this.”

Xavier chuckled. “You’ve only known him for a short time. It can’t be, right?”

“But Sebastian isn’t an uninvolved person. That’s not what they’re saying online.”

Aveline said coldly, “Didn’t you hire all those clickbait accounts and paid online trolls?”

“I’d rather use the money to buy candy for Valentina.”

Aveline couldn’t be bothered to argue with him anymore. “Just get out.”

As Xavier buttoned his suit jacket, he said lightly, “You’ve prepared a birthday gift for the Patriarch. You’ll be at the birthday banquet on Friday night, won’t you?”

Aveline warned him, “By then, I’ll have already filed with the court. If the isn’t afraid of being embarrassed, then I’ll go deliver the gift.”

Xavier looked at her. “You can’t even wait a few days? Let’s talk after the Patriarch’s birthday banquet.”

“Xavier, I gave you time.”

Xavier’s dark eyes stared at her, deep and heavy, without a word.

His stare was making Aveline’s skin crawl, and she desperately wanted to kick him out.

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Chapter 240

Abruptly, Xavier raised his hand and stroked her hair, from the top of her head downwards.

“Think it over. Don’t do something so heartless. Grandpa is old, he can’t take it.”

Aveline froze for a second, and just as she was about to push him, he walked out of the room.

Furious, Aveline slammed the door shut.

Damn it, what’s with the gentle act.

Outside, Xavier stared at the door, his dark eyes cold and heavy. His handsome face was tense, and a sharp aura em- anated from him.

When he got in the car, the driver saw his grim expression and knew the conversation with his wife had gone badly, scaring him into silence.

He didn’t dare ask if he should drive, or where to go.

Xavier took out his phone and called Fiona.

Fiona was at home eating dinner. Seeing Xavier’s call, she scoffed, “What the hell is he up to?”

Then she answered, “Mr. Beltran, calling at this hour? You’re going to give me indigestion.”

Xavier said flatly, “When did you send me the divorce papers?”

“Huh?”

“Did you ever send me divorce papers?”

“Xavier, what kind of game are you playing?

If I hadn’t sent you the divorce papers, would you have had Gerald draw up a property division agreement?”

“When was this?”

“Look it up yourself.”

With that, Fiona hung up.

She thought Xavier was just playing games.

He has so many assistants and secretaries, and he can’t have them trace a piece of mail? Instead, he bothers the lawyer of the wife who wants to divorce him.

Xavier’s expression grew even colder, as if coated in a layer of frost.

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