A Divorce Make Me Rich

“What?”

Melvin frowned. It seemed that he didn’t expect her to ask for a divorce. Obviously, she drugged him last night and what did she actually want to do now!?

“Are you crazy?”

Lyra coldly glanced at him. Although she was much smaller than the man, she was not going to back down in front of him at all.

“Isn’t it what you always want? A divorce? Since you were forced to marry me by your grandpa, now that he had passed away, no one can stop you from marrying Charlotte. Don’t you want that?”

Melvin pursed his lips and frowned at her.

Would she really be so kind as to give up the marriage?

When he saw her serious eyes and that she didn’t seem to be lying, he hummed lightly, “Don’t you regret it.”

Lyra sneered. She had never been so determined.

“The only thing I regret is that I married you.”

After saying that, she turned her head and left the room. Her back was decisive and resolute.

For a long time, Melvin could not take his eyes off her departing back.

In the past, whenever he saw her, she was always acting so mild and weak, but today, her attitude was unexpectedly tough.

Could it be that he was really wrong about what happened last night?

But if it was not her, who else could it be?

…

The two went to the Civil Affairs Bureau that morning, separately.

The stark contrast between Lyra’s frugal ten-dollar shirt and jean and Melvin’s Prada black suit instantly attracted a few odd looks.

But Lyra didn’t really care much about it. She just wanted to get it over with as soon as possible.

In only ten minutes, the miserable marriage was finally brought to a close.

Lyra looked at the almost agonizing divorce certificate in her hand, and was absent-minded momentarily.

“In the future, you take care of yourself.”

She heard the man say in his usual cold voice, and when Lyra looked up again, the man had long disappeared, without any reluctance, as if he had never been there.

“That’s good.”

Her smile faded and she shook her head.

Since he was heartless enough, they would be just strangers when she met him again in the future.

She stopped thinking and walked to the roadside.

Suddenly a black Bentley limo stopped right in front of her.

The car door opened and a grey-haired middle-aged man, escorted by four bodyguards, came down and approached her.

Lyra saw the person coming toward her and slightly raised her chin. Suddenly she seemed to carry an innate noble aura, “My dad is really everywhere. I just got divorced and you are already here.”

Douglas, the butler, had a flattering smile on his face and bowed deeply to her before speaking, “Miss, the three-year time limit you agreed with your father is up …”

He paused and glanced at the divorce certificate in Lyra’s hand.

He pretended to be sad and said, “It seems that you have not been able to make Melvin Freeman fall in love with you. In that case, it is time for you to fulfill your promise and return to Suham to inherit your family business.”

Lyra frowned and was silent for a long time.

When she was fifteen, she was caught up in an incident, lost her memory, and ended up in the Frayton Orphanage. Later, because she happened to save the old Mr. Freeman, she was brought back to the Freeman Manor by the old man. In the end, when she came of age, Melvin was ordered to marry her.

On the wedding night, there was an accident and she happened to regain her memory. Now she only found it ridiculous that she should love Melvin so much at the time. She refused to go back with Douglas and finally had this three-year agreement with her father.

Now when she thought about the past, she only felt what she did for the man who did not love her at all over the three years was just a waste of time.

“Your father really misses you. Miss, just come back with me. Don’t get angry with your father. He is …”

“Douglas.”

Lyra interrupted him. Her face grew colder at the mention of the old story, “He has that woman with him. What good can I do to my family anyway? I have important things to do in Frayton. I am not going back with you.”

For the past two years, she had been quietly investigating the incident that had caused her amnesia and made her end up in Frayton. She had found that it was probably someone in her family, but who exactly it was, she did not know yet.

Now that the enemy was in the dark and she was in the light. It was too dangerous to go back to the Lloyd family.

More importantly, she would hate to meet that woman every day.

Douglas sighed, “Your father is right. You still resent him and you will not go back with me.”

Then he respectfully took out a premium black card, “This is your bank card, and the thirty billion dollars of yours intact.”

Then he waved his hand at a bodyguard behind him, who quickly handed a brand new contract to Lyra.