Chapter 10


    Chapter 10


    Sophia clenched the bedsheet tightly in her fists. She couldn’t shake off the suspicion that this


    cunning old fox, even more treacherous than Jason, had ulterior motives behind his sudden act of


    kindness. People always said there’s no merchant without guile, a phrase that seemed tailor–made


    for him.


    “This is a family matter between Jason and me, so there’s no need for Mr. rk to intervene,”


    Sophia stated calmly.


    Oliver stood upright slowly, his posture exuding confidence and dominance. Raising an eyebrow, he


    spoke with a hint of persuasion. “You’ll reconsider. Perhaps… you might entertain the idea of joining


    forces with me to destroy the Wilson Group.”


    Sophia turned away, gazing out the window, and pointedly ignored him.


    Memories of Jason’s grandmother, Alison Wilson, flooded Sophia’s mind, and she remembered how


    kindly Alison had treated her. Despite the current situation, Sophia took it that her rtionship with


    Jason hadn’t reached a point of irreconcble differences. If it came to it, a peaceful separation


    would honor the respect and love they once shared.


    Observing her silence, Oliver chuckled casually. “While Jason is next door with his old me, you,


    hiswful wife, are left alone. I maintain my stance. You wille around.”


    Hearing that, Sophia remained silent as she continued ignoring Oliver.


    Sophia went to thew firm the following day to seek advice on divorce proceedings. By the time


    she returned home, it was two in the afternoon.


    Jason’s icy voice cut through the air as Sophia entered the living room. “Where were youst night?


    You vanished, and your phone was unreachable, he questioned.


    When she met Jason’s gaze, Sophia forced a strained smile. The bruise fromst night’s p still


    lingered, sending a sharp wave of pain across her face as she moved.


    Observing Sophia’s swollen cheek, Jason’s fingers trembled slightly. “Sophia, aboutst night…”


    But Sophia didn’t let him finish. Instead, she walked directly to the sofa, sat down, and retrieved a


    document from her handbag. “These are our divorce papers. Sign them,” she dered firmly.


    A flicker of shock passed over Jason’s features. He had never anticipated Sophia initiating a


    divorce. “Didn’t she love me enough to do anything for me?‘ he pondered. ‘Didn’t she scheme to


    marry me and stop at nothing to achieve her goals?”


    “Sophia, divorce is a serious matter. Think it over carefully,” Jason advised.


    In response, the sound of Sophia flipping through the divorce papers filled the room. She turned to


    the final page and ced it before him, pen at the ready. Jason’s eyes widened as he saw that


    Sophia had already signed her name.


    Jason scanned the paper, and when he saw the date written on it, a flicker of recognition passed


    through his mind, “December 21st?‘ The date triggered a sudden realization as if he had forgotten


    something crucial.


    Sophia’s voice broke the silence as Jason was about to delve deeper into his thoughts, “Sign it.


    Let’s part on good terms.”


    Chapter 10


    Jason’s gaze lingered on the date on the papers for another two seconds before he turned to face


    Sophia..


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    “Answer my question first. Where were youst night?” Despite sending men to search every hotel


    and inn in Cester City, there was no record of her whereabouts.


    Sophia met his gaze again, a sudden smile ying on her lips. “It was my daughter’s death


    anniversary yesterday. I spent the night at the cemetery with her.”


    She noticed the change in Jason’s expression and the subtle tremor that ran through Jason’s frame.


    Yet, instead of feeling satisfied by his reaction, she found it somewhat ironic.


    “Why didn’t you tell me?” His voice was hoarse and low, like a taut string about to snap.


    Finally, Jason remembered what had slipped his mind. It was his daughter’s death anniversary.


    Sophia offered no response, but her gaze returned to the divorce agreement on the table. “Your


    turn.”


    A sharp glint shed in Jason’s eyes as he stepped forward. He seized the agreement and tore it


    into shreds. Through clenched teeth, he dered. “I will never agree to it. You can forget about it.”


    Sophia stood up straight, locking eyes with him. “Sure. If you want me to forget about it, then make


    sure that woman aborts that illegitimate child.”


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