He finished speaking, pinched the file in his hand, and finally handed it out slowly.
"Let's get a divorce."
With a loud "boom," Juliana Vanderbilt's mind instantly went blank.
She lowered her gaze to the manila envelope in front of her, stared at it for a long time, and then shook her head, "No... I don't agree."
Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she abruptly slapped the envelope out of Oliver Timmerman's hand.
"I don't agree! Why do you want to divorce me? Is it because you want to go back to Arabella Vanderbilt?! Do you want to marry her instead?! I won't agree!!"
Oliver Timmerman quietly watched her hysteria, then suddenly let out a bitter laugh.
"Go back to her? What right do I have now? And how could she possibly accept me again..."
He knew well enough that the moment he chose Juliana Vanderbilt, Arabella had already erased him from her heart forever.
He bent down, picked up the manila envelope from the ground, and stuffed it into her hands.
