Chapter 208 The Real Divorce
The manager of the PR department gave a subtle look at Darcy. Then, pointing at Winnie, he angrily exclaimed, "After the video of Miss Anderson's affair with the CEO of the Harrington Group was released, Island Electronics inevitably became the focus of public opinion. Imperial Jewelry's CEO, the company has recently gained attention from the public. Your personal reputation is crucial. At this time, your wife's scandalous affair will also affect Island Electronics' stocks. It's not worth it."
Lawrence R's gaze shifted towards Darcy; his eyes filled with self-mockery.
How foolish he was to think...
Do you really prefer to forgive Winnie instead of having a caring woman like her?
After hearing her accuse Darcy so much and even doubting him because of it, it turned out that she had slept with Rock a long time ago! The thought of wanting to forgive her, even saying it in front of her mother in the morning, made him feel ridiculously foolish.
His heart felt as if it had been cut clean with a knife, with no trace of softness left. What is there to love about such a despicable woman? The man pulled Darcy closer and held her hand tightly, saying, "Darcy's reputation should not be affected by me, so tell them your decision."
"The best public relations move right now is for you and Miss Anderson to quickly sign the divorce papers, and have the County office bring the date forward to the 28th. As long as the public knows that you have already divorced her, no matter what scandal she creates, it won't be related to you anymore. At the same time, we will highlight your engagement with Miss Ordelia to shift the focus away from Island Electronics!" Winnie curled up on the ground, clenching her fists tightly.
Hearing this, she started to have some speculations about the sudden video leak. She looked at Darcy fiercely. Darcy noticed Winnie's gaze and gave her a cold and malicious smile. In a gentle and kind manner, she said, "Mr. L, you don't need to worry about me. Even if my reputation is ruined, it's okay. But Island Electronics is a business empire built by you, and I don't want to see it suffer..."
Lawrence R reached out and said, "Lawyer, bring the divorce agreement. What are you waiting for?" Darcy was startled, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She intentionally had the public relations manager say this, forcing Mr. L to quickly sign the divorce papers! The lawyer immediately produced the two divorce agreements.
Lawrence R threw them onto the woman lying on the ground without any emotion, as if even looking at her again was disgust-inducing. His thin lips were as cold as ice, cutting deep and cruelly, "Sign it and get out with your things. Don't dirty my floor. You worthless woman, in this life and the next, I won't even spare you a glance." These were the most hurtful words she had ever heard.
In this life and the next, he would never look at her again. Winnie's heart ached, but she slowly laughed, each breath painful. She stared at his handsome face, still filled with deep longing. But who said trust is as fragile as paper? They didn't even have a trace of trust left between them. How could they reconcile? In the end, it was impossible to mend. Mother, I tried my best. "I'll sign." Winnie chuckled madly, laughing until tears streamed down her face.
As she wrote her name, her hand trembled, murmuring to herself, not really intending for him to hear, but more like a bitter self-talk, "Initially, I stayed to take care of you because I thought I caused your downfall. I wanted to help you. Now it seems that you certainly don't need it."
"So, I can be at ease. Let's be like this, never seeing each other again." Lawrence R paused for a moment, feeling a heavy weight. Parting ways, these few words...
It was like a sharp knife piercing into his heart.
A hazy layer emerged in his pupils.
Winnie put down her pen and, thinking of something, squeezed her palm and pleaded humbly, "She's only my cousin. You promised me, please release her."
The man suddenly sneered; his sarcasm extreme.
"After all, you sold her, so let's consider it a condition for divorce. Luke, throw her out. It disgusts me to think that I've even touched her!"
Winnie clenched her fists tightly.
The man brushed past her and went upstairs, his eyes full of bloodshot red. Darcy looked at Winnie triumphantly and followed him closely.
"Mr. L, your hand is trembling again..."
Darcy ran worryingly in front of him, taking out a Dry Needling kit. "Let me give you a Dry Needling treatment to help you rest."
"Darcy, thank you." Lawrence R stared at her wearily, and then chuckled with self-mockery. "Going around in circles, only you truly care about me."
Darcy paused, her eyes containing a hint of anxiety as she looked at him. Seeing him so vulnerable, like a child, she finally revealed a satisfied smile. She knew that Mr. L had set aside his suspicions about her, and now she was the only solace in his heart.
The papers had been signed, Winnie no longer had a chance, she could only roll out of this villa!
As a thought crossed her mind, Darcy deeply looked at the man and walked to his back. She carefully inserted the needle that was wiped with a sedative into Lawrence R's head, waiting silently.
Before long, Mr. L fell into a deep sleep.
Darcy closed the doors and windows, then took out her phone to record a video, smiling cryptically...
"Ah~ Mr. L, your kiss is hurting me..."
As the sounds of intimacy echoed from the floor above, Winnie stiffened.
The public relations managers downstairs had not left, their expressions varied as they looked up at the building.
Ping-pong-pang-pang—the suggestive sounds.
Luke's eyes flickered, dismissing the managers. "What are you looking at? Leave quickly."
After the managers left one after another, Luke looked at the woman with a highly swollen face and sighed as he helped her up. "Miss Anderson, Imperial Jewelry's CEO is furious, not to mention you did something like that. We should understand his impulsiveness; he might have lost control."
Winnie's face turned pale, and the commotion from upstairs had yet to cease.
She had been intimated with Lawrence R before, so she knew what was happening upstairs.
It wasn't just a simple kiss; those sounds were real.
Her mind was pierced with pain like sharp needles, making it impossible for her to breathe. She tightly covered her broken heart.
There was only a thin layer of coldness and irony left between them.
She forced a bitter smile. "You don't need to comfort me, Luke, his assistant. I've already signed the divorce papers; he has his freedom."
She wanted to appear calm, but her whole body trembled, and tears burst forth like an ocean.
Luke sighed repeatedly, helpless. "Mrs. L, Mr. L instructed you to leave as soon as possible, so please go."
"I will leave. What's the point of staying and humiliate myself?" Winnie muttered, struggling to stand up. She made a phone call to Olivia, asking her to come and pick her up.
Looking around the villa, this would be the last time she saw it. Once, it was their love nest, with their traces in every corner.
But was she delusional to think she could salvage their relationship by staying humble, begging for his forgiveness?
She forgot, how can shattered mirrors be restored to their original state?
Love is the same way, unable to withstand turmoil, love and hate, misunderstandings, and schemes!
Winnie withdrew her gaze hollowly and quietly took out a packet of pills, handing them to Luke, hoarsely instructing him, "These are the pills for his functioning neurological disorder. Please make sure he takes them on time, and also, be careful not to let Darcy get hold of them. If he ever falls ill in the future, I hope you can contact me in private."
Luke took the medication package, sighing, "Mrs. L, you're not willing to leave the Imperial Jewelry's CEO at all."
"Yes..." Winnie suddenly covered her mouth, trying desperately not to cry.
A car came up the bendy road, Olivia coming to pick her up...
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