Chapter 119


    Chapter 119 Divorce Agreement


    Mother paused, hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, saying, “I’ve contacted him, but Tabatha, are


    you really sure you want to divorce Walter? I’ve seen him waiting outside the ward these past few days.


    He knows you don’t want to see him, so he’s been sending William to visit you every day. Tabatha, that


    night…


    “Mom, it’s all in the past,” I interrupted my mother, looking at her with an unusually calm


    Voice. “I’ve made my decision. The road ahead is still long. I don’t want to keep suffering the same


    pain. Besides, you and dad have both told me that we can’t live in the past forever. We have to look


    forward.”


    Mother sighed, nodding slightly, “Alright, I’ll give you thewyer’s number. I’ve already spoken to him


    about your situation with Walter. The divorce agreement has been roughly drafted. You just need to


    meet with him and add some details.


    I nodded.


    It was still early, so I contacted thewyer who had worked with my father before his death, using the


    contact information my mother had given me, and arranged a meeting.


    Drafting a divorce agreement wasn’t difficult. All I wanted was to divorce Walter, I didn’t need anything


    rted to him or the Hinton family. So, as long as Walter signed, our marital rtionship would be


    After meeting with thewyer, I held the divorce agreement, feeling suffocated, but more ironically,


    many times, people are just not decisive enough, so they keep getting hurt.


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    If I had known about the matter between Walter and Ashley from the beginning, I could have been


    more decisive, and perhaps, that poor child could have stayed.


    Thinking of the child, I still couldn’t help but feel a pang in my heart.


    Taking a deep breath, I drove to Water Vi.


    The climate in River City had be thoroughly cold, and the days were growing increasingly shorter.


    By the time I arrived at Water Vi, it was already dark.


    There were no lights on in the vi, and I stood in the yard for a long time. I had lived in this ce for


    two years, and I was particrly familiar with every nt and tree in the yard. The day I moved in, I


    thought to myself that I wanted to have children with Walter here in the future. When we had children, I


    wanted to set up a beautiful swing in the yard and also keep a fluffy little white dog.


    I wanted to spend days filled with fireworks with Walter.


    “Ha!” Thinking of all these, I couldn’t help but want tough,ughing at my own foolishness,ughing


    at my own naivety,ughing at how ridiculous I was.


    “Tabatha!” A gentle feminine voice came from behind. I collected my thoughts and slowly turned


    around. It was Ashley and Walter.


    The two seemed to have just arrived, Ashley was holding a beautiful box in her hand, which looked like


    it contained pastries, presumably they had just returned from shopping.


    Walter, in a ck coat, tall and handsome, stood next to Ashley, which only served to entuate her


    petite figure.


    At first nce, the two really seemed well-matched.


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    Not in the mood to appreciate the two, I looked up at Walter and said indifferently, “Shall we talk?”


    Seemingly surprised, Walter nodded, nced sideways at Ashley and said, “Go home, be careful on


    the road.”


    Ashley looked at me for a moment, nodded, and walked a few steps. Then, as if remembering


    something, she turned back to Walter and said, “It seems like there’s a leak in the bathroom of the new


    house, Walter. Could you find some time to help me check it out?”


    After speaking, that charming face turned towards me, revealing a hint of provocation. She was


    dering her sovereignty to me.


    I ignored her, just wanting tough inwardly, a new house?


    It was easy to guess, Walter had probably settled her somewhere nearby, most likely for the


    convenience of taking care of her.


    Ashley left, and Walter didn’t rush to speak. Instead, he walked over to me, reached out his hand to pull


    me, and said, “It’s cold outside, let’s talk inside.”


    I avoided him, took a few steps back, and created some distance between us.


    Ignoring the furrow in his brow, I handed him the divorce agreement.


    He furrowed his brows, his dark eyes looking at me, his voice low,


    “What?”


    “Divorce agreement.” I began, continuing, “Don’t worry, I’ve already stated in the agreement that after


    the divorce, I won’t take a single penny from the Hinton family. As long as you sign, there will be no


    entanglement between us.”


    “Divorce agreement?” He looked at me, his handsome brows furrowing


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    I nodded, having little patience left to talk to him. Seeing that he didn’t respond, I thrust the agreement


    into his hands and calmly said, “I have other things to do. Take your time to read the agreement, sign it,


    and then we can find time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our divorce certificate.”