Chapter 30 Were They ying A Game


    Chapter 30 Were They ying A Game


    The reality that both she and Jacob had to face.


    Jacob intended to give up on herpletely.


    However, she had made her own decision. Avery smiled gently at John and said, "I''m sorry, but please


    let Mr. Hill know I''ve changed my mind."


    John was utterly puzzled by these two people. At first, Jacob insisted on getting a divorce, then it was


    Avery, and now Jacob had agreed, but Avery was having second thoughts again.


    Were they ying a game?


    Was City Hall their venue?


    If Jason were here, he would have startedining already. But John''s expression remained


    unchanged, and he continued to conduct himself professionally, "I''m sorry, Mrs. Hill, but I can''t decide


    this. I''m afraid you''ll have to apany me on this trip."


    "I won''t make things difficult for you. Let''s go." Avery had anticipated this oue from the beginning.


    She picked up a scarf and wrapped herself tightly before following Jason out the door.


    In the past, whenever they tried to divorce, something unexpected happened. This time, however,


    things were proceeding unusually smoothly. Even the recent snowstorm had stopped, and it was a


    bright and sunny day.


    The sky was clear, but the temperature remained chilly. The brilliant sunshine caused the umted


    snow on the treetops to melt, dripping down like tears.


    When Avery arrived, Jacob was already waiting.


    The hall was empty, with only him sitting there, legs crossed, eyes half-closed, and his fingers


    massaging his temples. He appeared exhausted.


    As she approached, she could faintly detect the scent of alcohol on him.


    Jacob hadn''t been a heavy drinker in the past, but now he seemed to turn to alcohol every night.


    He was tired but unable to sleep.


    Suddenly, two small handsnded on his temples without warning, using a familiar technique and with


    the familiar scent of hand cream.


    He opened his eyes, speaking softly, "You''re here."


    "Mm."


    Neither of them continued speaking. It was like time had returned to the past when Avery would relieve


    his fatigue with a soothing massage during weary times.


    After a while, her hands became sore. The chemotherapy had significantly weakened her body, and


    she couldn''t lift her hands any longer, so she put them down.


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    Jacob took out some documents from a briefcase and pushed them toward Avery. "I''ve revised the


    divorce agreement. If you have no problem with it, please sign it."


    Avery nced at it. The divorce agreement she had drafted before had only one use, asking for a


    settlement fee of one million and five hundred thousand dors.


    This new agreement was much more extensive, with 150 million dors, several houses, cars, and real


    estate properties.


    She chuckled softly. "Mr. Hill, you''re quite generous."


    Jacob didn''t look at her but lowered his head to nce at his wristwatch. "This is what you deserve."


    She didn''t know what he had been thinking that night. He intended to draw a clear line between them.


    He could be more passionate than anyone and also more ruthless than anyone.


    Avery held a pen and crossed out some of the terms. "Thanks, Mr. Hill. As I''ve said, I only asked for


    one million and five hundred thousand dors. You''ve given me 750 thousand dors, and there''s still


    750 thousand dors."


    Jacob, upon hearing this, frowned disapprovingly at her.


    "Avery, don''t be ungrateful."


    However, Avery smiled while gazing at him. "I''ve lived a life of luxury. Although these past two years


    have been tiring, they''ve also been fulfilling. Besides, I haven''t given birth to any children for you.


    Asking for so much doesn''t seem appropriate."


    Jacob was about to say something when Avery suddenly leaned over the table, cing her hands on it.


    She leaned in closer to him.


    "One million and five hundred thousand dors, and I have one more condition."


    His dark pupils reflected her gentle and enchanting smile, and he raised an eyebrow, asking, "What is


    it?"


    Avery''s lips curled into a seductive smile, and her sweet voice caressed Jacob''s ears as she spoke


    each word slowly, "Jacob, I want you to spend three months with me."