Bye, My Ex-husband

Chapter 19: Are You Divorcing Me

In the CEO office of the Lu Group, the special assistant, Corbin, reported today's schedule to Rayan.

"At two o'clock this afternoon, there was a video conference with Mr.Li from Country M to discuss the next season's trade fair.In the evening, you will have dinner with Mr.Huang, the CEO of International Trade.Other than those, I turned down other unimportant appointments."

Rayan nodded without a word.

He rhythmically tapped on the table with his powerful fingers and looked into the distance.

No one could understand what he was thinking.

"Would you like to have lunch outside or dine here as usual?"

"As usual."

As soon as Rayan finished speaking, the internal phone line on the table rang.

"Mr.Lu, there is a lady named Gracie Mo downstairs.She didn't have an appointment, but she insists on seeing you,"

the secretary said in a businesslike tone.

If not for Gracie threatening her if she did not allow her to get in, she probably would be in trouble, she wouldn't have been interrupting the meeting between the CEO and his special assistant.

"Let her come up.You don't need to order me anything.I'll go out for lunch."

After relaying his instructions to his assistant, Rayan turned his attention back to the documents he was reading before.

Corbin rolled his curious eyes and went out quickly.

He really wanted to see the woman who could make the CEO change his mind and go out to eat.

Was she the wife of the CEO? No one in the office had ever seen her before.

Corbin lingered near the elevator.

There was no one else on the floor where the CEO office was located except for the CEO, himself, and another secretary.

The moment the elevator door opened, Corbin's eyes widened.

The woman who stepped out may not look like a goddess, but she was still a first- class beauty. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

No wonder the CEO would like to go out for lunch.

As it turned out, the beauty would be joining him.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Mo.I'm Corbin, Mr.Lu's special assistant."

Staring at the lunch box in Gracie’s hand, Corbin realized that he didn't get to find a restaurant and book a private room for the CEO.

"Hello, Corbin.ls Rayan busy right now?"

Gracie looked around the office, and her eyes landed on the heavy wooden door of the CEO's office.

"Not more than the usual.Mr.Lu always has a lot of documents to review every day.Please come with me."

Corbin led Gracie to the door of the CEO office.

Corbin raised a hand to knock, but Gracie stopped him.

"I'll do it.Go ahead with your work!"

Gracie ordered as if she were the wife of the CEO.

A twinge of discomfort bothered Corbin, but he had no choice but to bear it.

After all, the woman was important to the CEO.

Gracie tried to turn the handle of the door and poked her head through the gap stealthily.

However, she nearly jumped with shock when she heard Rayan speak.

"Don't you know how to knock? Anyway, deduct the bonus for this quarter."

So as to not make any sound, Gracie carefully placed the lunch box on the low coffee table, sneaked behind Rayan, and hugged him.

"Whose bonus are you going to deduct?"

"Gracie, why are you here?"

Rayan knew that Gracie had always been mischievous, but he didn't have the heart to scold her.

He held her hand and pulled her to sit on his lap.

"I've brought you lunch!"

Gracie pointed at the lunch box on the coffee table with a smile.

"Okay, let's eat."

The two of them sat side by side by the coffee table to have lunch.

As they finished tidying up after lunch, their feet got caught in the coffee table, and they both tumbled to the carpet.

Gracie was pulled by a strong force, and her lips accidentally landed on Rayan's mouth.

With a shy giggle, Gracie tried to get up, but Rayan's arms around her only tightened.

He pressed a large hand against the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

Their passionate kiss lasted for what seemed like an eternity.

Then, Rayan swept the woman up into his arms and walked over to the office lounge.

"I must say, it's not bad to have dessert after a meal.Rayan pecked Gracie playfully on the lips, and then his lips more purposefully moved to her cheek and down.He lifted a hand to trap both of her wrists overhead, but her fingers encountered gauze.Frowning, he looked up.

Her slim wrist was bandaged.

"How did you get hurt?"

"Well...I got accidentally scalded by oil while I was cooking."

Gracie carefully avoided eye contact with Rayan, seemingly to hide something from him.

"Tell me, how did that happen?"

Rayan had an inkling, but he couldn't believe it was true.

"Um…”When I was cooking at home, I prepared a pot of tonic soup for Mr.sLu.

She didn't drink it, and soup accidentally spilled on my arm when she knocked the pot over.

“It's okay.It doesn’t hurt anymore."

Gracie raised her arm, pretending to be fine.

However, she let slip a small "ouch" when she waved her injured arm.

"That woman has gone too far."

He had warned Janessa multiple times, yet she only turned a deaf ear to him.

He couldn't be soft this time.

"What are you going to do? Are you going to divorce her?"

"Yes, I will divorce her.I can't let her continue her mischief toward you."

"But if you divorce her, will Auntie...After all, your mother likes your wife so much.She would never agree to it."

Rayan sighed.

Gracie was so considerate for him.

Compared to the arrogant, headstrong Janessa, Gracie was more suitable to be his wife.

Janessa was no match for Gracie.

She grew up with Rayan, so nobody knew him better than she.

"Don't worry.I will take care of it.I won't let you get hurt anymore."

Rayan kissed her lips and pushed her down to the lounge bed.

Then, the atmosphere of the office lounge became hot and heavy.

Gracie had always provoked Janessa and pretended to be a frail, retiring victim in front of Rayan.

At first, Janessa reacted to her efforts, but she eventually just ignored it when Gracie riled her.

Let the woman be a clown, so to speak—she wouldn't dignify her provocation with a reaction.

Oddly, Gracie didn't cause any trouble for her today.

Perhaps it was because Rayan was not around, and there was no point playing weak.

The house was quiet—not unlike a calm before the storm, but Janessa was not aware of it.

She was about to step out for her after-dinner stroll when Rayan barged into the house, his eyes burning with fury as they sought out Janessa.

He stomped toward her and threw a sheaf of A4-sized documents to her face.

"If you're mentally ill, you should take medicine for it.Don't bother me with your hysterics ever again."

Janessa wasn't sure if her face got a paper cut from the waterfall of documents.

Her face burning with humiliation or anger, she rose to her feet.

After dinner, Rayan hurried back to the villa to confront Janessa.

He had some wine that night, so with his ruddy face, he did look like he was drunk.

However, he was perfectly aware that he was sober.

"I'm not crazy.Sign it as soon as you finish reading it.I don't want to be married to you for even a minute longer."

Janessa picked up the documents scattered on the ground, and the large, eye-catching header seemed to burn into her eyes.

Divorce agreement.

He wanted a divorce? "You want to divorce me? Have you told your mother? She only recognizes me as her daughter-in -law."

Divorce was out of the question.

"You can't threaten me now.Divorce is a must.I'm fed up with this kind of life.I won't live with a vicious woman like you anymore!"

Rayan grabbed Janessa's shoulder and shook it hard, venting his anger.

Dumbfounded, Janessa echoed Rayan's word.

"Vicious? On what grounds can you say that about me?"