A Divorce Make Me Rich

Chad disagreed, “My ideas are not terrible. They are all top-notch ideas!”

“In the old days, when Malcolm was pursuing his wife, it was all thanks to my assistance that he was able to successfully win her over…”

He lounged with his legs crossed, boasting about his achievements one by one.

Anthony patiently listened, refraining from expressing any opinions about Malcolm’s past pursuit of Lyra.

“… So, if you want to win back Mavis’s heart, you’ll need my strategic guidance.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Anthony calmly took a sip of tea, “Tell me your thoughts.”

Chad immediately changed his posture and became serious, “No rush, let me ask you first.”

“You may ask.”

“Does Mavis love you?”

Anthony fell silent for a moment, “She used to love me, but I don’t know about it now.”

“Do you love her?”

Anthony remained silent again.

After much contemplation, he finally answered, “I don’t know.”

Chad raised an eyebrow curiously, “Since you’re not even sure if you love her or not, why don’t you want to divorce her?”

“We have a child together.”

Chad asked, “So, you chose her to prevent Alistair from getting hurt?”

Yes, but not only that.

There was also regret for not being by her side during childbirth.

And he knew that she hadn’t been living well abroad these years, enduring the pain of depression every day.

And there was guilt of not being able to protect her.

Mixed emotions overwhelmed him, trapping him in a small room with no outlet for release.

After some thought, he said slowly, “I’ve tried to be gentle with her, but every time I see her with another man, I can’t help but get angry.”

“When I see her laughing and talking with other men, I want to punish her, but when I see her being genuinely hurt and crying, I can’t help but feel heartbroken.”

“This situation is not the first time, nor will it be the last.”

Chad stood up and walked over to him, reaching out to touch his forehead, “Are you out of your mind?”

Anthony turned his head away, pushing Chad’s hand away.

“Why are you pretending to be innocent when you’re not?”

Chad couldn’t help but argue with him, “You’re talking as if you’re an inexperienced teenager who doesn’t understand love. You were infatuated with my sister-in-law Lyra for decades. Can you honestly say you don’t know what love is?”

Anthony replied, “My feelings for Rara and my feelings for Mavis are different.”

“What’s different about them?”

“Once upon a time, I loved Rara, it was a clear love. She shone in my eyes. But with Mavis, I am very aware that I do not have this kind of feeling for her. When I see her, I mostly feel that this woman is as stupid as ever. Perhaps my feelings towards her are only possessiveness.”

Chad sneered and refused to buy into his argument.

“Nonsense. Without love, where does possessiveness come from? Not all feelings of attraction are the same. Moreover, if your feelings for Mavis are the same as they were for Lyra before, then you’re just treating her as a substitute for Lyra, which is not right!”

He sat back on the sofa and confidently said, “If you get angry and lose control when you see her with other men, that’s jealousy! It just proves that she is in your heart.”

“Anthony, face your own inner feelings and don’t make me look down on you.”

When he left NIB, Chad’s words still lingered in his ears.

He went to the bar, drinking glass after glass of high-concentration liquor until his throat was bitter.

In his semi-drunken state, his hazy vision was filled with images of Mavis-her angry expression, her sad face, her joyful moments, and the scenes of intimacy they shared at night.

Scenes flashed through his mind one by one.

Mavis had a slender waist and a supple body that he became infatuated with after experiencing it twice…

Even Anthony himself didn’t realize that Lyra’s figure had disappeared from his hazy mind.

…

Due to the unpleasant incident with Anthony, Mavis hasn’t seen Alistair for two days.

She secretly went to the kindergarten to see her son, but could only catch a glimpse of his profile. After school, her son was picked up by the Callahan family’s driver.

Paloma seemed to be guarded like she was going to steal her child, and there were now more bodyguards who stayed close to Alistair at all times.

The fight between Anthony and Raymond had been investigated and it had been determined that Anthony’s hand was injured by himself. Even without surveillance footage, the extent of his injury can give a rough estimate of when he was hurt.

As Raymond also made a mistake in this matter and took the initiative, Mavis and Anthony signed a settlement agreement with NIB.

Coming out of the mediation room at NIB, Anthony, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was being pushed by Kane. He took the lead and blocked Mavis and Raymond’s path.

Anthony said, “I have something to ask you privately.”

Mavis hadn’t spoken yet, but Raymond snorted coldly, “Why do you think you have the right to ask questions? Just because you want my sister to obediently go with you? Anthony, I’m telling you solemnly, if you want to talk to my sister, wait for the court hearing. The matter of you abusing me is not over. We will definitely appeal to the court. Whether you want to divorce or not, it’s going to happen!”

His right hand, which was broken, was still wrapped in a bandage and suspended in front of his chest. He could only use his left hand to pull Mavis along.

“Sis, let’s go. Don’t mind him,” the siblings’ figures quickly disappeared down the hallway.

Kane pushed Anthony’s wheelchair with a sigh. “Mr. Callahan, how long do you plan on pretending to be injured? This isn’t a sustainable solution. She doesn’t seem too concerned about you either. It seems like this ploy won’t work.”

Anthony gave him a cold look. “Bone injuries and muscle damage need time to heal. If I tell Mavis now that I’m faking it, what do you think the consequences will be?”

“Will your wife run away faster?”

Anthony scowled at him. “Just shut up if you know what’s good for you.”

Kane obediently made a motion of sealing his lips.

Anthony took out his cigarette case and sat down in the hallway of NIB to smoke.

After finishing an entire cigarette, he crushed the embers underfoot and said, “Let’s go to the deputy bureau office.”

…

Mavis and Raymond had not yet left NIB. Instead they went to find Malcolm.

She asked about Anthony’s last malicious car accident case.

Malcolm looked meaningful as he replied, “That case wasn’t much of an issue. Do you really want to know all about that case?”

Mavis said, “His car accident and the divorce are connected, and it’s also related to me. I feel uneasy seeing him sitting in a wheelchair with a cast all day long. I don’t want to owe him anything, so I came to ask.”

She interrupted halfway when she noticed Malcolm’s choice of words, “What do you mean by ‘that case wasn’t much of an issue’? Have you caught whoever caused his car accident? Was it really a conspiracy? Who is behind all this?”

Malcolm laughed wryly as he shook his head without knowing how to explain things clearly enough for Mavis, “The nature of that case is very special. I can have Ted take you guys through its records but hopefully after reading them over, there won’t be any surprises.”

He finished speaking before turning around. Mavis stood alone in confusion inside his office space while Raymond quipped from beside her, “I guess he must have done too many bad things on usual basis or offended too many people so someone bought one leg off him.”

As they spoke, Ted arrived quickly thereafter.