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Chapter 1227
“Made up your mind?”
Marcus looked up, his icy stare finally landing on her face, his voice chilly as he spoke. He didn’t bother with any
false pretense asking why she suddenly wanted a divorce, instead, it seemed as though he had been waiting for her
to make such a decision.
“I’ve made up my mind Cornelia replied
Marcus picked up the divorce agreement, casually flipping through it, and asked, “You don’t want anything?”
“As your assistant, I’ve been around the block with you and done you quite a few solids at work. I’ve never
shortchanged on my monthly salary and bonuses. As your wife, I haven’t helped you with anything in your work. All
of your assets are from before our marriage, and I wouldn’t want to claim a share of your money” Cornelia
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtresponded
“As long as we are married, the money I earn becomes our joint marital property. You can keep the gifts Granny
Luisa gave you. I’ll throw in some extra bucks, then you do not have to work in the future, and there is no need to
sweat the small stuff in life anymore” Marcus responded
Comelia shot him down, “No need, I can rake in my own dough.”
Marcus again cautioned her, “Think it over.”
Cornelia firmly answered, “I’ve thought it through. If there are no issues, then please sign at the designated place,
and we can proceed with the divorce process.”
“If this is what you really want, we don’t need to go through the hoops, I can get someone to handle it directly.”
Cornelia chuckled, “Sounds good, it’s a win-win for both of us.”
As Marcus was about to sign the divorce agreement, Patricia saw it and rushed over to snatch the document.
“Marc, you can’t sign this! You’ve been MIA from home these days and not contacting Nelly. It’s normal for Nelly to
be pissed. She’s just blowing off steam. You can’t act rashly. You can’t divorce no matter what.”
Cornelia softly said, “Patricia, I’m not acting rashly, I’ve thought it through. Give him the divorce agreement, let him
sign
it.”
“No way, I can’t let you guys split, absolutely not. If you guys get divorced, Granny Luisa will be heartbroken.”
Patricia whipped out her phone, “I’m gonna call Granny Luisa now, let her talk some sense into you guys.”
But before she could dial, she heard Marcus’ frosty voice, “You’re fired, pack your bags and hit the road.”
“Marc, I don’t mind if you fire me, but you and Nelly can’t split. You’re head over heels for Nelly, you even said Nelly
is the only gal you’ve ever fancied in your life, why are you walking down the divorce road?” Patricia was
devastated.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTahlia also chimed in, “Nelly, why don’t you mull it over, after all…
Hearing this, Patricia quickly turned to Tahlia in rage. “Knock off the pretend concern, if you really consider Nelly as
your sister, would you say those things to her face? You just said Marc bought you a house, what the hell are you
trying to pull?”
In Patricia’s eyes, if Tahlia hadn’t spouted that infuriating nonsense, Cornelia might not have proposed the divorce
to Marcus. However, this decision was made by Cornelia when she came back from the Hartley Group last time.
Cornelia once said, her heart was small, so small that it could only accommodate one person. And, small enough
not to tolerate any impurities in love.
If this love was no longer pure, then Cornelia could quickly make a decision to sever the marriage. She absolutely
wouldn’t break her back for a man not worth loving.
Tahlia felt wronged, holding back tears as she turned to Marcus, “President Hartley, I…”
“Do not cry I won’t let anyone bully you.” Marcus’ voice suddenly turned cold, “Someone, Escort Patricia out.”
Cornelia just stood back, watching the show silently