Contract Marriage to My Cold Ex-Husband
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Introduction
After that, I will let you go completely, Sabrina."She knew she deserved a life free from Simon's deceit, but his demand forced her to confront her future head-on. That day, Sabrina her self needs to give an answer to her Ex-husband, as she stood at the crossroads of her life, Sabrina realized that the choice she made would determine whether she remained bound to her past or moved forward toward a future where she could reclaim her happiness and peace. Her decision would define her path, and she braced herself to confront whatever lay ahead.
Chapter 1
"Ugh… Fuck… you're so tight." I turn off my phone and sigh as I look nowhere. My grip tightens in my bag as I stop myself from crying. I need to calm down. Who the hell on earth would like to cry in public just because someone sent a scandal about her husband?
Of course, it's me. I wiped my tears and just pinned my gaze outside of the window, trying to focus and calm myself down. I should act professionally. People might think I am crazy if they ever see me crying inside a public vehicle.
I looked down at my phone, and as soon as it vibrated, my friend Mary was calling. I cleared my throat before I answered her call.
"Hello." I smiled even though she couldn't see me.
"Sabrina, have you seen the new scandal in our group chat?" I close my eyes after hearing her question. Of course, she will ask me about that. Who wouldn't mind asking things like that, especially if they know who is in the scandal?
"Yeah," I answered shortly and stood up as soon as I saw that I was near my destination.
"Gosh, who on earth will upload that kind of video—"
"I need to hang up, Mary. I'll talk to you later." I said and turned off the call. I waited till the bus stopped and opened the door. I went out and looked at the tallest building in front of me. I fix myself before I start to walk towards the entrance to the building. The guards bow their heads as soon as they recognize who I am. I give them a small smile before I enter the building.
I stop as I notice some of the employees avoiding my gaze. I think they have already seen the scandal. I started to walk through the elevator with my head up and my gaze fixed in front of me. I pressed the elevator button, and I waited for some employees who were about to enter the elevator, but when they saw me, they all bowed their heads.
They didn't enter the elevator, so I pressed the close button and pressed the number of floors where I was going. My heart is beating so fast while the numbers are starting to count up. I look down and make sure that I am not gonna cry inside of his office.
The elevator door opened, and I saw his office door already. I swallowed and tightened my grip on my bag before I walked closer to it and opened it.
"Oh my God." I closed my eyes as I saw him kissing someone else while his hands were inside that whore woman. They both looked at me, and I saw how the girl looked at me. She's scared that I caught them in the act.
I give them a smile before I enter his office. I cross my arms and watch the girl fix her clothes before she walks towards the door.
"You look like a 69-year-old woman making out with my husband with those clothes," I commented before she could finally reach the door. I faced the woman and gave her a sarcastic smile before she finally left us. I sighed, knowing that I needed to deal with my husband. I looked at him and watched him pour some wine into his glasses before he looked at me.
"You didn't say you would come here," he said, but I ignored him. I walked closer to his table and opened my bag to get the envelope inside before I put it in front of him. I smiled at him and watched him look at what was on the inside.
"What is this?" He asks and looks at me.
"Can't you read? I thought you had the highest IQ," I said sarcastically, and he looked at me coldly.
"Don't answer me with your sarcastic words, Sabrina." He said and leaned to his chair before he grabbed his glass of wine.
"I am asking you what is this all about?"
"Simple common sense can answer your question, Simon," I said, looking at him blankly. He looked at me for a second before he laughed in disbelief and got the paper in front of him.
"So you want a divorce." He said he had read what was on the paper.
"You will do this? Really?" He asks as he looks at me.
"Obviously, yes," I answered."There is a sign from my part already, so sign your part, and I will take care of the process." I added.
He put down the paper and looked at me seriously.
"I don't get what is with you." He said.
"Me too. I don't get why I married a man like you," I said, and I think he was offended.
"Excuse me?"
"The space is wide," I answer, so he frowns at me.
"You can't live without me, Sabrina." He said, so I chuckled and crossed my arms.
"I have lived for almost 22 years without you and 3 years with you, so how can you say that I can't live without you?" I ask. He stands up in frustration and hits his table, which makes a loud noise in his office.
"Don't make fun here, Sabrina."
"There are no clowns here to start some fun except for you," I said, and he looked at me badly.
"You're doing this because of what, huh?" He asks and walks closer to me.
"Are you doing this to humiliate me?" he asks, and I laugh at him.
"You're the one who's humiliating your own self, Simon," I said with full force.
"Doing some cheating on your wife, having some sex with another woman while filming it and even uploading it on social media. How is that, Simon?" I ask, so he frowns.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he said, and I saw him turn red. I grabbed my phone and played the video to make him watch.
I smirked as soon as I saw his reaction.
"Is she tight?" I ask and turn off my phone. "I can't stand with a man like you, you didn't even inform me that you have plans to be a pornstar in the present," I said and put my phone in my pocket.
"You think you can make me scared of that?" Simon asks, gets the pen in his drawer, and then looks at me.
"Well, the truth is that I don't even want to have sex with you. That's why I started cheating on you because you're so boring, Sabrina." He said while starting to sign the divorce papers in front of him.
I start to pinch myself to stop myself from crying while watching him sign the paper.
"Here, you want this, don't you? Well, let me tell you, Sabrina Parker, that even though we're divorced, you will still end up with me again," he said. I kept the paper in my bag again and looked at him with a smirk before I started to turn my back on him. My tears fell as soon as I started walking away from him.
"I fucking swear that, Sabrina."
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