158: 158、Signed, sealed, delivered.

158、Signed, sealed, delivered.

Looking at Prince Charming before her, she only had two words,1

"No, thanks." She turned and darted away right after she firmly uttered her reply. The door was then slammed shut as soon as she vanished into the corridor. Huo Yunting was not enraged by his secretary's attitude. Instead, he calmly drew back the card and crumpled it before he sent it into the bin with a three-point shot.

His soulless eyes reflected the blue glow of the computer screen as he replayed the scene from earlier in his mind. He did not hear what she said exactly since he only noticed the scab on her lower lip.

He caused it.

He sighed upon realizing the consequences of his own deed.

"It was...kind of arousing…"

The scab actually made his woman sexier.

"Lu Zhaoyang can only be mine after all. Not even my uncle can stand in the way."

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Lu Zhaoyang adjusted herself on the way back to her desk. She sat down, disregarding the curious stares from her colleagues as she began filling in the Excel worksheet assigned to her. Inside the iceberg, there was a child, crying for the prince she lost and wailing for the fate she received. From time to time, she would hear Huo Chen's voice ringing gently by her ears. She could not concentrate.

It was an underproductive day for her. She was unwilling to leave, as her work was unfinished. Yet, the fatigue in her dragged her off her desk. She had to go home.

Yes, my home. The home where the devil lives! That ridiculous "home" we live in, together!

To her slight surprise, Huo Yunting did not return punctually as usual when she was having her soup. "What a relief. Better to not return, ever!" The metal chopsticks dropped with a clink as she tossed them into the sink. She walked upstairs and locked her room upon entry.

The lock was futile against the devil as proven by past instances. Lu merely wanted to muster every bit of security she could after all.

As nightfall came quietly, a dark Rolls-Royce made a hairpin turn before it stopped before the fancy bungalow.

Huo Yunting got out of the car.

"Evening, sir," the maids and butlers greeted him courteously.

He replied with a quick nod and changed into his slippers at the porch before he headed straight to that room upstairs.

He turned the doorknob. As expected, it was locked.

He patiently knocked on the door a few times. "Open the door."

Of course, it was just like he had imagined on his way back home. His woman refused to open the door and played Rapunzel with him. But he was not the kind of prince who would wait for the way to be made.

He had a spare key but that would be too boring.

"Open the door…" his voice rang laboriously by the door.

Lu could identify the dissatisfaction in his tone. She ignored him and continued what she had been doing anyway.

"Listen here, woman, you always put up such an attitude when your husband gets home. Is that how you live in a marriage?" He leaned one of his arms against the door. "Open the door, right now!"

He could already feel his patience burning away.

There was no reply, as though there was nobody inside since to begin with.

He pulled his collar and smiled terrifyingly while he took a few steps back.

Wham!

A diving kick broke the door open.

Lu Zhaoyang was astonished as her blouse escaped her loosened grip. She turned back and saw Huo Yunting coming through.

She grabbed her blouse tightly.

Huo Yunting observed the bed promptly,noticing the stacks of clothing Lu Zhaoyang made and an open luggage case on the floor with her necessities.

He snorted and approached her slowly. "What are you planning to do?"

"I-Isn't it obvious?" She carried on folding her clothes. "I've had enough of your games. Our terribly wrong relationship shall hereby cease to exist!" She locked up her case and reached for the piece of document on her table.

It was a divorce agreement, which she then passed to Huo Yunting.

"Signed! Sealed! Delivered! I don't need your money. I just need my freedom back," said Zhaoyang. She may have appeared to be undisturbed, but her heart raced insanely fast, fearing that the devil would burn her ticket to freedom into ashes right away.

Surprisingly, the devil took the agreement and gave it a quick glance before he chuckled at Lu's signature at the end.

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