When Your Cheating Husband's Dream Become Your Divorce Evidence novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9

The next day, at Hartwell Group headquarters.

I accompanied Marcus to my father’s office.

“Good morning, Dad,” Marcus greeted respectfully.

“Sit down,” Dad said coldly, without his usual warmth.

Marcus felt uneasy but sat down anyway.

“Vivian tells me your company is having difficulties?” Dad got straight to the point.

After Marcus explained his troubles and carefully requested investment or client referrals from Dad.

Dad was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, “Marcus, what do you think of my daughter?”

Marcus was startled, not understanding why he’d ask this suddenly. “Vivian is the most wonderful woman in the world. Marrying her is the luckiest thing that ever happened to me.”

“Since you say that, let me ask you,” Dad’s gaze suddenly became sharp, “what would the most wonderful woman be worth to you?”

“Any price!” Marcus said without hesitation. “I’d do anything for her!”

“Including giving up other women?” Dad stared directly into his eyes.

Marcus’s heart tightened, but he remained outwardly calm. “Sir, I don’t understand what you mean. Vivian is the only woman in my heart.”

“Is that so?” Dad sneered. “Then how do you explain this?”

Dad pulled out a stack of photos and slammed them on the desk.

The photos showed Marcus and Rain in intimate moments, crystal clear.

The moment he saw the photos, all color drained from Marcus’s face as he stammered: “Dad, I can explain!”

“Explain?” Dad stood up abruptly, his presence imposing. “Explain how you betrayed my daughter? Explain how you got another woman pregnant with your child?”

“Sir! I know I screwed up!” Marcus finally cracked, falling to his knees with a thud. “Give me one chance-I swear it’ll never happen again! I can sign any agreement, transfer all my assets to Vivian!”

Hearing this, I finally spoke.

“Marcus, do you think I need your little bit of property?” My voice was terrifyingly calm.

“What assets do you have? Your company uses my family’s startup capital. The house you live in, the car you drive, the clothes you wear-they’re all from my family. Tell me, what assets could you possibly transfer to me?”

Marcus was speechless, begging me in the most humble tone not to abandon him.

“Dogs at least know loyalty. You’re worse than a dog.” I pulled out the divorce papers I’d prepared and threw them in front of him. “Sign it.”

Marcus looked at the agreement and firmly refused to sign.

“You don’t have to sign,” I said coldly. “I can file for divorce. Then not only will you leave with nothing, I’ll also pursue legal action for transferring marital assets.”

“What asset transfers? I didn’t…” Marcus tried to argue.

“That fifty thousand you gave Rain for the apartment-isn’t that marital property?” I sneered. “Plus all those restaurants, hotels, and gifts you two spent money on-that adds up to tens of thousands more.”

“I’ll sign…” He picked up the pen with trembling hands.

Just as he was about to sign, there was commotion outside.

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