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Chapter 216: Chapter 216: Let’s go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce

Chapter 216: Chapter 216: Let’s go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce

Anger flickered in the depths of his eyes, yet he still restrained himself as he said, “Should I not have come back?”

“No.”

Qiao Xi’s voice grew even lighter.

She noticed his mood and slowly stood up. Her almond-shaped eyes looked at him, puzzled, as she explained, “I heard you’ve been quite busy lately, and you should be at work at this hour.”

“So you took this opportunity to pack up and leave?”

Huo Xingzhou moved closer.

He thought she was tired enough last night, but he didn’t expect that these legs could still run, wanting to flee from home.

“It’s not that, I…”

“Qiao Xi, are you always so presumptuous? Wanting a divorce, wanting to leave, making decisions without caring for others’ life or death.” He was always concerned about her uttering the word “divorce.”

She could have mentioned the existence of that agreement.

Does she trust him so little?

“Or is it that, from the beginning to the end, you never wanted to stay?” Huo Xingzhou looked at her, questioning.

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Last night, the words Zhou Yu said kept swirling in his head. He said Qiao Xi’s replacement marriage was forced by circumstances, she didn’t love him at the beginning either, and maybe now it’s just hormones driving her.

Maybe she had a boy she liked back in school.

“Mr. Huo.” Qiao Xi bit her lip, enduring the pain in her heart as she said, “Isn’t it you who signed the ‘Marriage Agreement’ at the beginning, agreeing that we would divorce after three months? The agreement is already in effect, so why are you saying all this?”

She was right to the point.

Leaving Huo Xingzhou as if punching into cotton.

“Qiao Xi, I’m asking you one last time, do you still want a divorce?”

He looked at her and asked.

Qiao Xi’s eyes reddened as she thought of the marriage contract from ten years ago and the humiliating night at the Jinling Grand Hotel.

She nodded slowly.

“Say it.” He demanded coldly.

“Mr. Huo, I want a divorce from you.” She spoke word by word.

Her pretty cheeks were pale, her almond eyes filled with moisture, the mistiness obscuring her vision.

Her heart shattered into pieces, pushing away the last person who loved her.

Huo Xingzhou’s brow lowered, dark emotions surging in his eyes, but he suddenly became calm and said, “Fine, take your documents. While the Civil Affairs Bureau is still open, don’t delay.”

Qiao Xi looked up at him, dazed.

She did not expect him to agree so easily, and it felt as if another knife had stabbed her heart.

Huo Xingzhou scoffed, his white face growing colder, “What? You initiated the divorce, didn’t expect me to agree? Or can’t you let go? If you…”

As if awakened from a dream, Qiao Xi wiped away the tears that had fallen from her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, “I’ll go get the documents.”

She fled from the master bedroom to the next room as if running for her life, searching for her documents.

Huo Xingzhou stood still, taking a deep breath.

She was so stubborn!

He had spent so long and still couldn’t change her personality.

She was used to enduring silently, and she wouldn’t stand up for herself when wronged. If only she could be like Jiaojiao, so boisterous that a minor grievance would be aired for the whole world to know, how good that would be.

He must turn her personality around!

Huo Xingzhou let out a cold laugh, and without taking any documents, he walked downstairs and got into his car.

After a while.

Qiao Xi’s eyes were swollen, miserably sniffing her nose, holding her identity card and marriage certificate in the living room.

Aunt Qian caught sight of the red booklet in her hand, and a storm broke out in her eyes.

“Young Madam! What is this all about?” Aunt Qian stepped forward and snatched the marriage certificate from her hand, “It’s normal for a young couple to have ups and downs. You quarrel at the head of the bed but make up at the end of it. You shouldn’t take every little thing to the extreme of divorce!”

“This marriage can’t be ended! I don’t agree!”

Aunt Qian protected the marriage certificate, refusing to give it to her.

“Aunt Qian, Mr. Huo has already agreed to the divorce. Actually, we started out with a contract marriage, it wasn’t real,” Qiao Xi choked out these words, “Being with him, I can’t help him in any way.”

She was a burden to everyone.

She was a burden to Zhao Yuzhen, so Zhao Yuzhen abandoned her.

She was also a burden to her grandmother, which is why her grandmother was killed.

This time, she was especially a burden to Huo Xingzhou—if she didn’t divorce, half of the family fortune would be taken away.

“Young Madam, haven’t you helped enough? Our second household owes all of our today to you. Don’t belittle yourself; you are actually very capable,” Aunt Qian advised earnestly, “Young Madam, think it over.”

Qiao Xi knew Aunt Qian was looking out for her best interests, but she was going to let her down.

“I’m sorry, Aunt Qian.”

Qiao Xi took the marriage certificate from her hands, full of apology.

“Young Madam, without you, this family will fall apart.”

Qiao Xi didn’t want to be swayed by her words and quickened her pace to leave.

Aunt Qian slapped her thigh, worriedly thinking that the young master hadn’t even had his honey water before she hurriedly called Du Juan.

“There’s big trouble! The young couple’s quarrel got real, they took the documents and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get divorced! The young master is so headstrong, he actually agreed to it.”

She was like a divine messenger, conveying the latest news directly.

…

Inside the Rolls-Royce.

Old Chen sat in the driver’s seat and glanced at Huo Xingzhou several times through the rearview mirror.

The young master’s expression seemed a bit frightening.

He wisely kept his mouth shut, not making any sound.

The car door opened.

Qiao Xi got into the car.

She sat stiffly near the door, leaving a large space in the middle, maintaining a distance from Huo Xingzhou.

Huo Xingzhou’s peripheral vision caught this, and the coldness in his eyes grew even more.

“Drive,” he said indifferently.

“Yes, young master.”

Old Chen stepped on the gas and drove off.

The car was unusually quiet.

Qiao Xi hung her head low, fiddling with her dress. She tightly pursed her lips, clutching the documents. The sharp corners of the documents dug into her skin, causing a bit of pain.

But she didn’t let go.

In the same space, for the first time, she didn’t know what to do.

She felt a bit guilty, sad, and scared.

Mr. Huo was always restrained and composed, even when dealing with Xu Guangyao and Xu Xingluo, he managed to maintain his dignity. But everything changed since she brought up divorce.

He beat Xiang Huai up brutally.

Qiao Xi found it very satisfying, it was just a shame she didn’t get to see Xiang Huai begging for mercy on his knees.

She took a light breath, careful not to make too much noise.

“Am I that frightening?” Huo Xingzhou, who noticed her slight movements, said with a hint of laughter in his voice.

He leaned back casually into the cushion, his narrow, cold eyes glancing at her.

Qiao Xi’s throat felt dry as she said, “Not frightening.”

“Then why are you sitting so far away? Are you afraid I’ll eat you?”

Qiao Xi’s eyelashes fell as she muttered in a very low voice, “You’ve already eaten plenty.”

She was afraid of getting too close to him and having an accident.

She had barely mustered the determination to give up the light in her life.

Huo Xingzhou slowly lifted his eyelids, his deep black eyes fixing on her: “I’m asking you one last time, do you really want a divorce?”

He was giving her one last chance to change her mind.