Jerome didnât respond to Mikaylaâs question and just said coldly, âIâll give you two hours to move back, or the conditions will expire and become vold.â
couldnât stand his arrogant tone and sneered. âNo need for that. I like money. But if I have to remain bound to this marriage, I would rather not accept it. I can make money myself. I donât have to listen to you.
He choked. âDid you forget about the dangerous accident you encountered so quickly?â
Indeed, she couldnât forget it..
Mikayla stated, âNow that Johnny has been captured, I wonât meet similar accidents again. Besides, I canât always hide in Dragoncrest Villa and shun socializing to avoid accidents.â
âMikayla, Iâm just asking you to go back and stay for two weeks. We can talk about it when I return from my business trip.â Jeromeâs tone was vaguely sullen.
âNo, I donât want to stay there any longer.â
If she had known about this condition before moving out, she might have been able to tolerate it. But now that she had moved out, she had felt the joy of freedom. She had no reason to go back.
Moreover, Jerome was a shrewd businessman, He wouldnât do business that had no benefits. Who knew if heâd come back to talk about divorce alimony? Maybe heâd ask her to pay mental compensation or labor fees So, sheâd better not be greedy. It was most reliable to rely on herself.
Jerome lost his patience when he heard Mikaylaâs determination in her words. âFine, then! You can do whatever you want! Weâll get divorced after I return from my business trip! I wonât give you another chance, not even if you regret it!â
After saying that, he was about to hang up hot she stopped him. âWait a minute!â
His anger had subsided slightly, but his tone remained cold. âWhat else?â
âRepeat what you just said. Iâll record it. In case you change your mind at the last minute-â
Before Mikayla could finish her words, Jerome cut off the call and slammed the phone the desk.
The phoneâs screen cracked. It might be unusable from now on.
Mike was standing aside, waiting to report. He pretended to see and hear nothing. He only felt sorry for the goodâquality phone Jerome had just damaged it.
Mikaylaâs influence was getting stronger. She made Jerome, who had always been calm and steady, irritable and violent.
Noticing Jeromeâs expression gradually darkening, Mike mustered his courage to speak to make his life easier.
Mr. Miller didnât you inform Mrs. Miller of the reason you want her to return to Dragoncrest Villa? Just tell her about her safety and that you might not be able to arrive in time to help anything ?â
heard almost the whole conversation just now, so he understood what his boss meant, but Mikayla didnât.
Upon hearing that, Jerome retorted, âWhen have I ever been worried about her? If she wants to move out, just let her be. Iâll no longer interfere with her business! Print out the divorce agreement. Iâll sign and send it to her!â
Mike didnât dare to persuade him for fear of offending him.
Of course, he wouldnât take the divorce agreement seriously. If Jerome really wanted a divorce, he wouldnât have come to Mochuria.
Mike found it difficult to be Jeromeâs special assistant as he had to keep guessing his thoughts.
Mikayla rested in the hotel for a few hours. In the evening, she received a call from Taylor. He offered to pick her up and take her to an outdoor bar.
She had agreed to play the drums for him yesterday. There was no way she could refuse him. Sheâd better fulfill her promise as soon as possible.
She told him the hotel address and changed into a simple Tâshirt and jeans. She then tied her hair into a ponytail and went downstairs with her handbag.
When Mikayla left the lobby, she saw Taylor standing next to the car waiting for her.
He was wearing a formal white suit, a black shirt, and a silver tie. His hair was combed upward, and he looked quite flashy.
More precisely, he resembled pretty boy.
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