A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased by Her EX-Husband

Chapter 113

“It’s alright. Had it not been for five o’clock, we’d have had to wait ’til tomorrow,” Chloe said in a frosty

voice, and she started. heading towards the door.

Joseph remained suspended in the same spot, his throat constricted.

Three years ago, he had agreed to marry that day, but an emergency meeting notice from the project

manager of Puplen forced him to remain in the group for the meeting, leaving him no choice.

It was not an easy task for him to wrap up the meeting, especially with important guests in attendance.

After dinner, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to remind her to go to the Civil Affairs

Bureau the next day.

The memory was sharper and more painful.

Rushing to the Civil Affairs Bureau as quickly as possible, he found the door almost empty, with only

Chloe standing there, her little head bowed, her weak and slender figure looking lonely and pitiful.

He hadn’t anticipated that she would wait an entire day.

He hadn’t anticipated that there would be such a tenacious girl in existence.

Joseph really wanted to apologize to her, but his grandfather’s pressure, his disdain for the arranged

marriage, and Grace’s sudden departure all tugged at him, leaving him unable to utter the words in the

end.

“Joseph, you’re here at last!”

When he closed his eyes, he still saw Chloe’s warm, sun-bright smile.

At that time, he was unaware of what could have caused this woman to be so utterly disappointed in

him.

He now realized that he had abandoned her ruthlessly, leaving her heart feeling like dead ashes, and

that feeling was gone.

Joseph’s heart blushed, and his expression was stiff as he followed Chloe through the door.

“Are they here to get a marriage license!! Wow, they really do make a perfect pair for a fairy tale!”

“But the two of them don’t appear to be too content?”

“The girl is in an uncomfortable predicament. Can’t you tell that the boy is tardy? If they miss the

deadline for the marriage license, they should be mad at him!”

“At first glance, this man doesn’t seem to have as much wealth as this beauty. He doesn’t even own a

car, yet he’s so impressive when he steps up to the plate. Nowadays, there are so many men who work

hard to make ends meet!”

Work, hard, to, please?!

Joseph’s chest was boiling with rage, his teeth clenched and he glared fiercely at the young man who

was spreading rumors.

The young man was so intimidated by his aura, as strong as the King of Hell, that he immediately

calmed down like a

chicken.

At the divorce window.

Chloe and Joseph sat together, presenting their marriage certificate and household register to the staff.

The staff glanced around and cleared their throat. “Wouldn’t you like to think it over? It hasn’t been

easy being together for the past few years.”

“I’m not short of cash, and neither is he. We have a nanny at home to prepare his meals. He has a

secretary to assist him when he travels. Nothing should be taken lightly,” Chloe said coldly.

Joseph pursed his lips tightly.

-The staff member was speechless.

Chloe lifted her arm and glanced at her watch. “We’d better get a move on. I’m still in a rush.”

“I noticed that neither of you have any children. Do you need help dividing the assets?” the staff

inquired.

“No,” Chloe replied.

Joseph was silent, having originally intended to give it to her, yet she had refused.

Now that she was the daughter of Thorp Group, the points he gave her felt like curses. “You both need

to sign here, please.”

Chloe signed her name and, glancing at the man beside her, handed over the two forms.

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However, she discovered that Joseph was unable to write.

Not only were his fingertips trembling uncontrollably, but they were doing so without his control.

Chloe’s brows furrowed slightly.

Why is his hand trembling as he signs? Is he putting on a show of being reluctant to part with me?

“Mr. Sawle, hurry up and sign it. What word don’t you know how to spell?”

Sweat beaded on Joseph’s forehead as he clenched his left hand around his right forearm, yet his

trembling hand remained beyond his control.

The ballpoint pen dropped to the ground with a loud bang.

Chloe suddenly felt a strangeness, prompting her to focus all her attention on the man, carefully

examining him.

She noticed the man looking somewhat haggard, his black hair disheveled, dust coating his black suit,

and his collar and garments tattered.

What had he done that made him look a bit disheveled?

Chloe, full of doubts, bent down to pick up the pen and placed it in front of him.

The staff completed the formalities, and both forms were signed. With two big steel bars pressed down,

the divorce certificate was finalized.

“I wish you both a joyful life.”

Chloe, exiting the Civil Affairs Bureau, gazed at the red book in her hand, unable to express the

emotions stirring within her.

Joseph’s dragging out of the front line had caused her much pain, but now that she had signed the

divorce agreement, that pain had almost dissipated, leaving her feeling relieved.

She had been born for love, but had been trapped in a cocoon. Now that she had returned to the Thorp

family, she wanted to focus solely on her career and make a lot of money.

Hmph; man, stay out of it!

“Mr. Sawle, I still have some tasks to complete here. I’ll take my leave first. You can do as you wish.”

Chloe tucked away the divorce certificate, spun around and descended the stairs.

“Chloe, wait…”

Before he could complete his utterance, Chloe heard a muffled third behind her.

She whirled around suddenly, her breath catching in surprise!

She witnessed Joseph tumbling heavily down the steps and hitting the ground with a pained expression

on his face.

Although he had only reached the fourth step, the sudden fall was still quite painful!

“Joseph”

Chloe hastened to his aid and discovered that his arms were now shaking even more vigorously than

before!

“You’ve been behaving oddly since just now. What’s going on?”

“It’s nothing…” Joseph’s forehead was beaded with sweat and he refused to divulge the truth.

“Tell me the truth! Hurry up!” Chloe was anxious, her voice carrying the special power of a young

woman

Joseph’s body ached and his mind was spinning, yet the warmth in his heart was undeniable when he

saw her worry for him.

“How am I doing? Do you care?”

Chloe’s lips twitched and she chuckled in annoyance. “Even if it’s a stray pup on the side of the street, I

can’t pretend I didn’t spot it. You’re a life, after all. No reason for me to overlook it.”

Joseph’s countenance suddenly grew somber and he gently pushed her away. “No need for pity. I don’t

want your concern.”

Joseph, you should go to the hospital for a check-up. You can’t keep your balance and keep falling for

no reason. There’s something wrong with your brain, the doctor in Chloe was turned on as she

reminded strictly.

“Chloe, are you fad at me for us getting divorced? Is that why you’re giving me a hard time?” Joseph

looked at her coldly, his lips thinning-

“Ha, you’re overthinking it. I’m not so narrow-minded and I’m not so lazy.”

Chloe couldn’t help but laugh. She felt that this dog man was really unreasonable, “And you said it in

the wrong way,” she thought. “I can’t wait for a divorce from you. Didn’t others already say it? If we

don’t get along, then we should just try to be happy for each other.”

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“Since you’re capable of looking after yourself, I won’t have to fret about you. Stay steady. I’ll be on my

way.”

Joseph’s heart was ablaze, and his peachy eyes were glowing red.

As Chloe released her grip, his balance shifted, and his powerful torso enveloped her once more.

In an instant, they were tightly pressed together.

Chloe’s plump chest pressed against his chest, making his breathing heavier and his trembling hands

cling to her slender waist, tightly encased in a red dress.

His mind and body were constantly out of control.

“Remove your stinky hand!”

“Otherwise,” Chloe said, her beautiful eyes sharp as she gritted her teeth, Tll chop it up and use it as a

grinding stick for my crocodile!”