Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 5 You Don't Love Me, Do You?

Starry's tone was too flat. The way she talked about divorce was like saying "I ate fried chicken today".

However, she bombarded him with the most jaw-dropping words in such a flat tone.

Filip was obviously stunned. He looked down at the agreement on the desk. The words "divorce

settlement agreement" were in bold black and centered.

He remembered the phone call from his grandma, Frances, two hours ago. Filip's face turned sullen,

"What are you up to this time?"

Starry glanced at Lucia, who was shocked and secretly delighted. She calmly replied, "Are you sure

you want someone else present when we talk about this?"

She was very serious, and she looked calm, without anger or grievance.

Looking glum, he said impassively, "Gibson, take Ms. Scott to the lounge."

Albert didn't expect that Starry would drop a bombshell as soon as she arrived. He was also afraid of

being involved, so he quickly turned to Lucia, "Ms. Scott, please come with me to the lounge."

Lucia looked at Starry, but didn't leave, "Mrs. Pearson, have you misunderstood Filip? We are just

talking about business today. We had never crossed the line."

Starry frowned slightly. She looked at Lucia and gave a half smile, "Ms. Scott, I think you did

misunderstand me. I never thought you two would have an affair."

Lucia was struck by Starry's smile. She didn't buy her words. She deliberately flipped her hair and then

asked, "Then why do you want to divorce Filip?"

"What is your relationship with Filip? Why should I answer you?"

Lucia choked at her retort and was somewhat pissed.

Starry, on the other hand, stood there with a poker face. A faint smile on her lips, as if she was mocking

at her, or as if she didn't take her seriously.

Filip, on the sofa, became more and more surly, "Get out."

After he said it, Albert hurriedly looked at Lucia, "Ms. Scott—"

Out of pride. Lucia wouldn't insist on sticking around. She wanted to irritate Starry, and she had

achieved the goal already.

She believed that although Starry seemed uninterested on the surface, maybe she was already

heartbroken inside!

Thinking of it, Lucia regained some confidence and smiled, "I'm leaving. Hope you have a good chat."

Now, there were only Starry and Filip left in the office.

"You want a divorce?"

Filip looked up at her with penetrating gaze.

Starry found his face both familiar and strange. Like waking up from a dream, she finally realized that

they looked nothing alike.

Starry looked back, "We signed a 5-year contract. Did you forget it, Filip?"

She said gently, but it totally pissed him off. Filip's face turned darker with anger, "You're right, we

signed a contract. It has already been five years, and it's about time."

Starry nodded, "You agreed to the terms on the agreement, including the villa at Silvermoon Bay, the

apartment in Ethereal Cascades, and five million cash."

She paused a few seconds before going on, "If there's nothing wrong, please sign it. It won't take a

long time after going through all the formalities"

She said word by word clearly, as if she was talking about what to eat tonight.

Filip glared at the file on the desk. But Starry acted as if she didn't notice the look on his face. "If

everything is OK, sign your name. You still have a project to talk about with Ms. Scott, right?"

Filip felt like a mosquito was flying around his ears. The buzz agitated him. He took a pen and signed

his name on the agreement without looking at it.

"Thank you."

As soon as he had signed his name, Starry took the file back.

Filip watched her put the agreement back into the file bag. He finally couldn't help but asked, "Are you

so eager to divorce me?"

Hearing this, Starry's expression finally changed a bit. She put the file away, and then looked at Filip,

"You don't love me, do you?"

She said, her lips slightly curled up, "Ms. Scott is back, and I should make way."

Filip suddenly sneered, "Don't you love me very much, Starry?"

Starry hesitated at his question, but then she answered, "I was disoriented then, but now I am awake.

I'm sorry that I have caused you trouble in the past five years. I'm leaving, Filip."

She then turned around and left.

She wore an apricot floral dress today, with elegant and graceful demeanor. Without looking back, she

disappeared at the corner.

Filip looked at her back. He thought Starry must be crazy. Yesterday, she held him and begged him not

to leave her.

But today, she was like a different person, holding the divorce agreement and telling him that their

agreement had expired and she wanted to divorce him.

At first, Starry came to him and said that she needed five million. She could marry him, satisfy his

grandmother, and play her part as Mrs. Pearson for five years. Five years later, she wanted the villa in

Silvermoon Bay and the apartment in Ethereal Cascades, as well as the five million cash paid in

advance.

If she couldn't satisfy Frances and play her part as Mrs. Pearson after marriage, she would return the

five million plus one million interests.

At that time, he needed a wife to stabilize the company, and prevent Frances from orchestrating an

economic marriage.

It was a one-way bet for him. Why should he be afraid?

Starry abided by her promises after marriage. She even outperformed her promises. Though they

promised to pretend as couple, but she completely treated him as her husband.

She just had to involve feelings in business, did she?

Filip didn't believe that Starry would easily give up her hard-won identity as "Mrs. Pearson" for a villa

and an apartment.

Well, it was her means to an end.

He had seen it.

However, after that day, Filip never saw Starry again.

Until one night, a strange number called him up, "It's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Filip couldn't help sneering, "Have you given up your little tricks, Starry?"

Starry didn't answer his question. She directly informed him, "Mr. Pearson, see you at the court at nine

tomorrow morning."

Then She hung up.

Filip thought it was funny. He wanted to see how long she could pretend!