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Arnold shrugged indifferently. “I never said I was a good person, but I didn’t intend to drag you and your uncle down with me.”
Isabelle found it amusing.
“It is said that you were showered with love since childhood. But what about Warren? He has nothing, so why do you shamelessly snatch away his belongings?”
“How much do you understand about family feuds? I also have a lot of pressure. The business world is like a battlefield. Don’t be fooled by Warren’s difficult childhood, he is better than me in every aspect. It’s just not fair.”
Isabelle nodded vigorously. “So, you were a jealous and malicious person. He wouldn’t be easily defeated by you.”
“Is that so? But he had already failed and went into hiding,” Arnold lazily stood up and extended his hand. “Anyway, we used to have a pleasant collaboration.”
Isabelle’s stomach hurt from anger, and she walked away angrily.
In Hoolypool’s DejaVu Café, Warren stared at the ‘document‘ in front of him, lost in thought.
He looked at his watch.
Sheldon noticed and immediately made a phone call. After Sheldon finished the call and returned, his expression was somewhat strange.
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Warren looked up. “Speak.”
“Isabelle just met with Arnold a moment ago, and she is on her way here now.”
Snap.
The pen tip gently dropped onto the file. Warren paused for a moment, then smiled wryly.
He threw the ‘document‘ to the lawyer next to him without any hesitation on his face.
Amy sat in an empty seat not far away. She observed Warren’s changing expressions and smiled slightly.
At this moment, a panting sound came from the door.
Amy turned her head and was the first to notice that Isabelle had
arrived.
Isabelle turned her head and first saw Warren sitting inside the booth. Warren was dressed in a black suit, looking slim and handsome, with a pale complexion. He had lost a lot of weight and appeared sickly, but he looked much better than a week ago.
She was a bit emotional.
She walked briskly towards Warren, but suddenly saw Amy sitting on a wheelchair near the entrance.
Why did Amy come too?
Were they inseparable these days?
Amy saw the uneasy look in Isabelle’s eyes, and she responded with her gaze, “Yes, Warren and I have been together all along.”
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Amy laughed. As Isabelle passed by her, Amy smirked and said, “Isabelle, cherish the last moments with him!”
What did she mean?
Isabelle suddenly froze and furrowed her brows deeply.
She didn’t have time to think much, only to see Warren’s gaze shift back from outside the window.
Isabelle hurriedly walked over, with some anticipation in her heart. Her heart was beating fast, and she took a deep breath as she looked at him. “Warren, what document do you want me to sign?”
“Divorce agreement,” Warren said concisely.
Isabelle stood still.
Her delicate fingers, placed on the table, were completely weak for a moment, and then clenched tightly the next. Finally, she trembled and hid her hand under the table.
Her face turned pale, as if all the blood had drained from it. She staggered backwards and accidentally knocked over a chair.
“Ms. Spencer, please calm down. This is the divorce agreement, please take a look. Mr. Levine is pressed for time, he can only give you five minutes!”
The lawyer on the side quickly handed over the divorce agreement.
Isabelle looked at those few pieces of paper, and her heart seemed to be pierced and bleeding by the sharp edges of the paper. The sharp pain consumed her.
The world in front of her turned black, so black that she could no longer see his handsome face.
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Isabelle slowly covered her chest and sat down on a chair, shaking her head with a bitter smile. “No, I didn’t agree to the divorce.”
“What face do you have to disagree with divorce?”
Warren was too indifferent, even his deep voice was cold enough to be heartbreaking
Isabelle carefully observed him and noticed that he seemed like a different person after his return. He was no longer as hysterical and filled with anger as he was on the day when their mother had an accident.
He was no longer as aggressive and fragile as when he was ill.
He now resembles a cold–blooded sculpture, invincible.
He was once again the dreaded Mr. Levine.
There was no longer a trace of emotion in his eyes that she could understand.
Warren leaned back in his chair. He looked at her with undisguised disgust and sneered. “It was just a fake marriage between us, a charade. Nothing was real. Everything was as fake as you.”
Isabelle’s face turned pale, and she began to tremble. “Warren, please don’t say it like this. I truly loved you…”
“Sign.” He didn’t want to waste a single word with her
His expressionless face concealed a deep and chilling hostility.
Isabelle saw extreme disgust and hatred towards herself in his eyes.
The lawyer said, “Ms. Spencer, it was stated in the prenuptial agreement that you would receive compensation after one year for
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having a child, but now Mr. Levine has no intention of giving it to you. You will not get anything.”
“I didn’t want your money,” Isabelle said weakly. The 65 billion dollars was an unspeakable irony between them.
“Of course,” Warren laughed. “After all, you can get a lot of money from Arnold. Did you get some from him today too?”
Isabelle’s face grew even paler. “That’s not true. Arnold inexplicably asked to meet me, but I never met him privately…”
“It doesn’t matter. Your future relationships have nothing to do with me.”
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He said the cruelest words without any care. It was not just empty talk.
How far does a man have to be hurt to suddenly become so heartless and cold?
Isabelle really wanted to take her heart out and show it to him. Her heart was filled with her. She felt so wronged. She really didn’t do anything.
Why didn’t he just believe?
Her tears fell, and she couldn’t stop crying. Tear after tear dropped onto the table, onto the divorce agreement.
She took the documents over, feeling embarrassed and heartbroken, not wanting to confront him like this anymore.
“Do you really want me to sign?” she asked, crying and smiling
Warren’s gaze remained sharp, but he furrowed his brow.
Isabelle nodded blankly and chuckled softly, “Okay, I agreed to get a
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divorce.”
At that moment, something inside Warren’s heart broke.
He coldly watched them shatter into pieces, constantly stabbing his heart, causing him pain and reminding him of how cunning and hateful this woman was.
Isabelle picked up the pen and tremblingly signed her name.
Soon, she closed the document and handed it back to the opposing lawyer, staring blankly as the lawyer put away the papers.
Warren stood up and cruelly said, “Take some time to have an abortion.”
Rumble.
As if struck by lightning, Isabelle felt pain all over her body.
She incredulously looked up, staring at the side of his face. “Warren, no… no, you can’t be so heartless. It’s your child, your own flesh and blood!”
“I didn’t want a child from your dirty tricks.”
Warren said coldly and ruthlessly.
Isabelle cried and then burst into laughter.
Once, he looked at the newborn baby clothes, gently measuring it with his palm, and guessed how big the child would be when born.
Once, he cared so much about her and the unborn child.
Where did all that love and tenderness go? Why have they all disappeared? Whose fault is it?
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