Chapter 3 She Actually Agreed
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"I've signed all the divorce agreements. Eight in total. Please spare some time tomorrow to get a divorce certificate from the Civil Affairs Bureau at 8: 30 am."
After Ingrid finished speaking, she flipped her hair, turned around, and left gracefully.
There was a loud noise in the conference room behind her. It sounded like Orville smashing the coffee cup, followed by Rex's hastily announcing the end of the meeting...
What a wonderful picture that should be. Ingrid felt excited just thinking about it.
But she didn't care anymore.
Everything about Orville had nothing to do with her from now on!
...
After leaving the Quentin Group, Ingrid went straight back to the hotel.
She had already moved out of Silenville and only brought a small suitcase, which contained the clothes she had brought to Nortown two years ago.
In the hotel room, her phone suddenly rang. It was from Rex.
Ingrid hesitated for a while but still picked up the call. After all, she needed Rex to tell Orville about some matters.
"Ms. Ingrid." Rex's tone was rather humble. He was one of the few who knew about the secret marriage between Ingrid and Orville.
"Rex, I need to tell you that I left the key Silenville at the property."
Rex seemed to hesitate for a moment. "Ms. Ingrid, are you serious?"
Ingrid sneered. "You also think I'm losing my temper?"
"You love Mr. Quentin very much," Rex replied evasively.
Ingrid didn't hate Rex. On the contrary, Rex had treated her very well in the past three years.
So when she heard Rex's answer, she felt a bit emotional.
She came far away to Nortown, but she ended up like this. It was probably the price of her willfulness.
Her miserable experience had taught her a truth: a one-way love would not have a good result!
"I loved him." Ingrid stared down at the mark on her ring finger. "I put the wedding ring in the drawer of the bedside table, and I didn't take anything that Orville bought for me after marriage."
She paused and added, "If Orville doesn't want to come in person tomorrow, you can come to get the divorce certificate on his behalf."
In Nortown, she believed that Orville had this ability.
After Ingrid finished explaining, she hung up the phone.
Rex made several calls in a row, but Ingrid didn't answer. In the end, she even switched off her phone.
Rex could only convey Ingrid's words to Orville.
In front of the enormous desk, the man stood like a pine tree. The light from the floor-to-ceiling windows came in and fell on the man's slender body, but his surrounding aura became colder and frightening.
He turned around and saw the stack of divorce agreements on the table.
A total of eight copies, and Ingrid signed each of them.
He asked Rex to prepare the agreements with the same content. He wanted Ingrid to leave him, and he wouldn't give her any compensation.
Only a fool would sign this kind of overlord agreement, so Orville was sure that Ingrid would not sign it no matter what. After all, she married him for his money.
However, she actually signed it.
How could she be reconciled to getting divorced without getting a penny?
Was she playing another trick?
Then he wanted to see how long she could persist!
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The next day.
Ingrid arrived at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau at 8 am.
Orville used another car and stopped near the Civil Affairs Bureau at ten past eight.
In the back seat, he looked at Ingrid through the car window.
Today, she tied her freshly dyed salmon-pink hair into a high ponytail. Her hair was slightly curled, and the top of her hair was fluffy. Her delicate face was covered with rosy makeup, which made her look even younger.
She was wearing a ripped denim skirt with a rainbow slim-fit T-shirt. Her skin was very fair, and her delicate collarbones were very eye-catching.
The length of her denim skirt couldn't reach the knees, revealing her long and slender legs. In addition, she also wore a pair of white shoes that were popular among college students. With this face and this outfit, she seemed like a high school student.
Who would have imagined that such a young and beautiful girl would come here to divorce?
Ingrid waited for an hour, but Orville still hadn't come.
She often checked the time.
During this period, some men came up to her asking for her number, but she was not in the mood to deal with them, so she refused with a cold face.
Orville sat in the car, looking at another man approaching Ingrid. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he pursed his lips.
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