Three days had passed and although Ling Chuxia still looked pale, her body had somewhat recovered. She was leaning against the headboard of the bed, slowly reaching out to accept the divorce agreement from the lawyer's hands. Yet, she didn't look at it, instead saying, "As long as I can get a divorce, that's fine."
The lawyer was stunned for a moment. Divorces in wealthy families were usually very complicated, mainly due to the vast monetary interests involved. Rarely had he seen someone as resolute as Ling Chuxia.
However, since she did not want any trouble, he naturally would not say anything. He immediately responded, "Of course, once both parties sign and submit it, the marriage can be dissolved."
Ling Chuxia slowly nodded, her eyes shifting to the divorce agreement in her hands. She clenched her hand slightly, but soon relaxed and picked up a pen, firmly and deliberately signing her name.
Slowly yet decisively.
