Chapter 120 Divorce Agreement


    Camille clutched it in her hand without moving and put it in her pocket, then left the bedroom with the


    notebook and took it to the foyer and put it in her bag.


    After that, she did not change her face without any emotion, but the bottom of her eyes were clearly


    floating with coldness.


    She waited quietly for Carter to get up, then the two sat face to face at the table for breakfast.


    Carter did not move to look at her, thin lips lightly open faintly said: "You are up early? Why don''t you


    get some sleep?"


    "I have to go to the officeter."


    "Not tired? Then let''s rest for a few days before we go."


    "Don''t you have to go to the office?" Camille didn''t respond, but asked rhetorically.


    Carter frowned slightly, "Kian ising to pick me upter, I have a dinner party this afternoon."


    "Well, good." Camille finished thest sip of milk, then drew a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth


    before raising her eyes to Carter: "Then I''ll help you pack your clothes, and you can take them with you


    Carter''s face was instantly cold, and then the ss of milk in his hand was put down, and he stared at


    her for a moment and asked in a cold voice, "What do you mean?"


    "There''s no point, it''s just that you don''t have a fever anymore, do you want to stay on? Nothing is


    "So you''re kicking me out?"


    "I can''t help it if that''s what you want to think."


    Without any euphemism or mitigation, she just echoed what he was saying.


    Carter''s gaze was low and cold, his thin lips slightly upturned to hook a cold smile, indifferently said,


    "Camille, you really look like a scum girl,st night did not satisfy you, so you want to drive me away


    early this morning?"


    Camille frowned, eyelids gently trembled, how this person can be involved in everything to those things


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    that can not be described in words?


    She kept herposure, her cheeks rolling a little, her voice low, "No, you''re overthinking it."


    "It better not be, or there will be consequences." He verbally threatened, then got up and left the table.


    Camille followed suit and she said, "Carter, you might as well move back in, I already said we need to


    calm down."


    "Just move it, you move it back with me."


    "I don''t want it."


    "Camille, you need to calm down I gave you a few days to calm down, but I''m telling you I have no


    intention of continuing the separation, so you either move back in with me or you buy this ce and live


    here."


    His handsome face was flushed with displeasure, his profile taut with the feeling that it would fall apart


    in the next second.


    Camille took a deep breath as she said, somewhat breathlessly, "Carter, don''t you think it''s awkward for


    us to live together now?"


    "So you''ve been feeling awkward for the past two days? So all the acting and reacting you did was


    pretend to be fake?"


    The man questioned sternly, and Camille pursed her lips in silence.


    Carter again, "Camille, speak up, is that what you think?"


    Camille pursed her lips lightly, her heart shed with hesitation, but when she raised her eyes she was


    calm and cold as she said, "Yes, I feel ufortable, so can you move out?"


    "Camille, try saying that again!"


    Camille fluttered her eyshes, then fished the ball of paper she found in the drawer out of her pocket


    and opened it on the table top as she spoke coldly, "How many times do I have to say that answer,


    because I don''t think you''re staying here in this way because you want to continue this marriage with


    me, aren''t you ying me like a monkey?"


    Carter swept his eyes down to see what she had ced on the table, a sh of embarrassment under


    his eyes, but it was quickly reced byposure.


    He said lightly, "And because of that, you''re going to let me move out?"


    "Isn''t that enough? Is it that you don''t think it''s important?"


    But it''s the details that she cares about.


    Knowing full well that she would worry and feel guilty and me herself, he did that anyway, preferring


    not to take the medicine that would continue the fever to make her feel guilty.


    Camille always insisted and mentioned again, "Carter, the truth is that divorce is good for both of us,


    you can marry Eileen and I can rx and befortable."


    "Do I have to thank you for thinking of me like that?"


    Carter questioned with a sneer.


    Camille said, "It''s not a thank you, it''s just a matter of eaching to fruition."


    "If you think I can marry Eileen after I leave, what about you? Who are you going to marry after you


    leave, Preston or Albert?"


    "Why do you have to get married again if you''re divorced? I think it''s fine to be alone."


    "Heh."


    Carter stared at her, a face long since covered with a hostile haze: "So you''re still insisting on a


    divorce?"


    "Yes."


    "Then show me your sincerity, otherwise who am I to say yes?" After Carter finished speaking, he


    turned around and walked toward the door.


    A few secondster, only to hear the "bang" sound of the door closing.


    Deafening, the echoes reverberated in the air for a few seconds before dispersing.


    Camille stood stunned and motionless. After all, this was what she wanted, and it was the only way she


    could ensure that the child would stay with her forever.


    But somewhere at the bottom of her heart there is an indescribable depression that makes her feel a


    little hard to breathe, and even a few vague pains.


    Camille pursed her lips and held back for a while before she could control her inner emotions.


    After that she cleaned up the dining room table briefly, then went back to the bedroom to change her


    clothes before leaving for the office.


    Because Carter, she has been dyed two days of work, although the progress is not dyed, but the


    When she arrived at the office, she sorted out the follow-up and progress of the project in hand, and


    Preston knocked on the door at that moment.


    "Cami, just got a call from Armstrong Corp saying they won''t work with us because they waited too long


    without a response."


    Camille had forgotten about it, as there was no intention to cooperate in the first ce.


    So at this moment hear also not much reaction, just lightly um: "not to cooperate, not to cooperate."


    "Well, because your marriage to Carter is public, there are a lot of people on the Armstrong family side


    that want to work together, so there are plenty of options for Armstrong Corp."


    Preston looked at Camille and said in a shallow voice.


    Camille subconsciously nced at him and said lightly, "I never thought of going public with him, but


    now that it has happened, there seems to be no way to change it."


    Her eyes were empty, and her mouth was filled with a light and helpless faint smile.


    Preston wrinkled his brow and said: "How can there be no way? Do you want to live like this for the rest


    of your life? Even if he doesn''t love you?"


    "Preston," Camille''s voice was slightly cold and her face was slightly stiff as she spoke coldly, "I know


    this to be true, so you don''t have to remind me of it once in particr."


    Preston then realized what he had said and hastily apologized, "Cami, I was the one who got too


    excited and said the wrong thing, I''m sorry, I just didn''t want you tomit yourself, so ......"


    "Well, I know, you go out and get busy, I''m going to start working too."


    Camille has given the eviction order, Preston also has no reason to stay there, he exited the office and


    also closed the door in the process.


    Camille was slightly stunned, her expressionless face surfaced with a self-deprecating warmth and


    lightness.


    In fact, she understands that there is nothing wrong with Preston''s words, but she just doesn''t want to


    face it herself.


    She was quiet and silent for a moment before opening herputer and tapping on a document and


    knocking down five words.


    Divorce Agreement -