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Chapter 403 Divorce Agreement
This went without saying.
But they were husband and wife. Could Josie say such a thing? She couldn’t answer.
The two were silent, and it weighed on their emotions.
“I was just asking. Don’t take it to heart.” In the end, Dexter reached out to pat her head.
To Josie, it felt like he was coaxing a puppy.
He knew Josie had requested Wyatt to look for a house, so he said, “Since you’ve asked
him for help, you don’t have to torment yourself. I will pay him. You don’t have to worry.”
He paused. “This includes your dad’s follow–up/treatment and rehabilitation. Someone will
take over.”
Josie leaned against the wall as she listened to him. She looked at him thoughtfully. “Mr:
Russell, is this the benefit of confessing my feelings?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDexter looked slightly displeased. “These are Mrs. Russell’s privileges.”
“Oh, privileges. But, of course, not everyone can take up a debt of one billion,” Josie said
peculiarly, Dexter held her waist. It was a threat. “Russell Group will help Wyatt’s project
from the inside. Cashflow will resume within a month. It won’t take too long to repay the
debt of one billion.”
Josie’s eyes lit up. After she was honest with him last night, he seemed to be different. At
this time, she understood what Calvin had said. I must think about my future.
The following day, the IT department came to justify their work. Dexter overruled almost
everything they said. He was in a foul mood, and they were asking for trouble because
they had the nerve to present items of poor quality for Dexter to look over.
His secretary silently sympathized with her colleagues as she stood behind Dexter. They
couldn’t avoid working overtime for at least one week.
Dexter chased them out and sipped his coffee. His temper didn’t seem to have dissipated.
His secretary gripped the documents in her hands tightly. She felt like crying, but she
braced herself instead. “Mr. Russell, this is the divorce agreement you instructed me to
draft. There are two copies.”
The secretary was sure that this document… was the cause of Dexter’s bad mood. His
expression was icy. But this was a divorce agreement…
“Stop guessing. Josie is still Mrs. Russell.” Dexter suddenly looked down and glared.
The secretary hung her head and didn’t think about it further. “I understand.”
Dexter signed his name with much force. It looked unsightly on the paper.
“Send them to the hospital.” Dexter recited an address. “Don’t let anyone see this.”
He threw the other copy into a drawer in his office.
Dexter generously added other privileges to the agreement besides the reasonable
conditions Paul had raised.
If they divorced, he would give three percent of the shares under his name to Josie,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmincluding the Mason Garden property, a few villas overseas, and the farm.
It was worth a lot.
The countless zeros showed how well he was treating her.
He was repaying her sincere feelings.
After leaving her job at Russell Group, Josie had been helping Wyatt. It wasn’t easy for her
to settle down, and she wasn’t in a rush to look for a new job. She spent her time with
Paul.
After some difficulty, he was discharged, and Josie arranged a house for him. She kept him
company as he recuperated every day. Dexter visited him several times but didn’t stay
long because he was busy.
Paul thought of something and brought up Old Mr. Russell. “Now that I’ve recovered
slightly, is it time to put your wedding back on the agenda?”
Josie was surprised and avoided his inquiring gaze. “We haven’t talked about this with
Grandpa yet. Pop, we’ve been married for over a year. We don’t care about such
formalities. It’s fine.