A Divoce Makes Me Rich

That night.

Monique Carroll turned and turned on the bed and had trouble sleeping.She felt like she was stuck under something and was almost out of breath.Strangely, it even seemed to hear a heavy breathing so close to her.

Immediately after, a sharp and throbbing pain came directly from nowhere between her legs.An idea suddenly crossed her mind and Monique opened her eyes with horror. She vaguely saw a shadow stand above her. It was a man!

"Blaise, is it... you?"

The man replied slightly with a 'hum'.His breath smelled of alcohol and after carrying attack blows, this man made no noise.

When she heard the familiar voice, Monique sighed with relief. Following the man's movements, she also began to appreciate the pleasant tingling sensation. Involuntarily, she let out delicate and satisfied growls.The attack was becoming more and more fierce. She clenched her teeth, endured the pain and indulged in an unparalleled ambiguous passion.

After three years of marriage, Blaise Freeman was finally ready to touch her! Because she had been chosen by the old Mr.Freeman, Blaise had not even looked at her properly in the last three years.Tonight, he finally came to her room.Whatever her reason, she was really very happy!

Two hours later, Blaise was finally exhausted and lay down on her with a heavy and suffocated moan. The moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window drew the contours of his perfect body.Monique listened to the extremely fast beating of his heart. It was so real, and yet It still looked like a dream.If it was really a dream, she preferred never to wake up.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, almost obsessively: "Blaise....Blaise, I'm really..."

She had not finished the three words "I love you" when she was interrupted by the man's deep voice: "Lottie..."

Monique was petrified.His heart was beating.Lottie was actually Charlotte Matthews, Blaise's first love. Because of the old Mr.Freeman, Charlotte had been abroad over the years. But she came back yesterday!And she even sent him very provocative messages.

.....

"Monique, I'm back, and there will be no more room for you in the Freeman family from now on!Blaise and I grew up together. You really think you can take my place? Go back to your orphanage now.That's where your place is.You don't know how much Blaise loves me. He will certainly call my name even if he sleeps right next to you. In the end, you are at best only my replacement. Poor Monique, it must have been so terrible for you, right?"

"A replacement?"

No, she has never been a ridiculous replacement.She was Monique, the real Mrs. Freeman chosen by old Mr. Freeman.

However, Monique still heard Blaise's murmurs: " Lottie, Lottie..."

Charlotte's sarcastic messages came back into her mind, as if they were telling her not to lie to herself again.Tears suddenly gushed out of her eyes in an uncontrolled way. Monique clenched her fists and tried to stop shaking.

In recent years, she had tried so much to be a good wife. She had been so careful to make Blaise happy, him and his family, and she had even left her job just for this man.But, as she was an orphan, her extremely greedy mother-in-law and sister-in-law did not cease to humiliate her and make her life difficult.

Nevertheless, she did not want to cause problems for Blaise, so she had to endure all this on her own.Wasn't she humble enough to get his love?Why did he have to trample so violently on his last piece of self-respect?This night was extraordinarily long.And Monique almost didn't close her eyes.

....

The next morning.

Blaise was awakened by the blinding light of the sun through the window.He rubbed his eyebrows. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Monique sitting at the hairdresser, with her back to him.

The crazy memories of last night suddenly came back to him. He realized something and hermetically closed his eyes with impatience, silent but apparent. Monique, although she turned her back on him, could clearly feel the man's hostility.

However, she continued her care routine as if nothing had happened, when her wrist is suddenly seized violently and she is pulled from her seat.The bottle she held in her hand fell on the floor and broke into pieces. The cream therefore spread on the floor.

Monique looked up and stared at Blaise, but her heart was always beating uncontrollably when she saw rage and disgust in the man's eyes.

"Do you think you can be a real Mrs. Freeman with just a few nasty drugs? Do you think you can be something just because I touched you?"

She looked at the imposing man who clenched his teeth and stared at her. He did not release his grip on her wrist, but instead held it more firmly.His beautiful face was unusually appalling because of his tyrannical look.

"Drugs?" Monique said with a corner smile: "In your eyes, am I that kind of woman?"

Blaise showed a grin. In his eyes, there was a strong and obvious disgust: "You certainly used your seduction to deceive my grandfather also at the time so that I had to marry you. So why are you playing the innocent now?"

"You are petty and mean by nature. You're not even worthy to compare yourself to Lottie!"

"Petty and mean? To play the innocent?" She said, staring at him.

It turned out that she was so bad in his heart.As for drugs, if she really wanted to do it, she would have done it earlier. Why has she waited until now?It was ridiculous and the efforts she had made over the last three years were just bullshit.

In this case, she did not need to insist.Monique endured the pain on her wrist, clenched her teeth and shook her hand fiercely.Then she looked up and said in a firm tone.

"Blaise, let's divorce."

"What?" Blaise frowned. It seems like he did not expect her to ask for divorce.Obviously, she had drugged him last night and what did she want to do now?

"Are you crazy?" Monique looked at him coldly. Although she was much smaller than the man, she was not going to back down in front of him at all.

"Isn't that what you always wanted? A divorce? Since you were forced to marry me by your grandfather, now that he has passed away, no one can stop you from marrying Charlotte. Don't you want it?"

Blaise pinched his lips and frowned while looking at her.

"Would she really be nice enough to give up marriage?" He asked himself.

When he saw her serious eyes and she didn't seem to lie, he hummed slightly: "Don't regret it."

Monique sneered. She had never been so determined.

"The only thing I regret is having married you."

After saying that, she turned her head and left the room. Her attitude was decisive and resolved.For a long time, Blaise could not detach his eyes from the back of Monique who was leaving.

In the past, whenever he saw her, she always behaved in a gentle and weak way, but today, her attitude was surprisingly hard.Could it be that he was really wrong about what happened last night?

But if it wasn't her, who else could it be?

.....

That morning, they went to the Office of Civil Affairs, separately.

The striking contrast between Monique's shirt and ten-euro jeans and Blaise's black Prada suit instantly attracted some curious eyes.

But Monique didn't really care.She just wanted to finish it as soon as possible.In just ten minutes, this miserable marriage would finally end.Monique looked at the almost distressing divorce certificate in her hand, and was temporarily distracted.

"In the future, take care of yourself." She heard the man say in his usual cold voice, and when Monique raised her head, the man had long since disappeared, without reluct, as if he had never been there.

"That's good." Her smile faded and she shook her head.

Since he was quite heartless, they would be just strangers when she would meet him again in the future.She stopped thinking and walked to the side of the road.

Suddenly, a black Bentley limousine stopped right in front of her.The car door opened and a middle-aged man with gray hair, escorted by four bodyguards, went down and approached her.

Monique saw the person who was coming towards her and slightly raised her chin. Suddenly, she seemed to have an innate noble aura: "My father is really capable. I just got divorced and you're already here."

Douglas, the butler, wore a flattering smile and bowed deeply to her before speaking: "Miss, the three-year period you agreed with your father has expired..."

He took a break and took a look at the divorce certificate in Monique's hand.

He pretended to be sad and said: "It seems that you have not managed to make Blaise Freeman fall in love with you. In this case it is time for you to keep your promise and return to Suham to inherit the family business." Monique frowned and remained silent for a long time.

When she was fifteen years old, she was caught in an incident, lost her memory and found herself at the Frayton orphanage. Later, because she saved old Mr. Freeman, she was brought back to Freeman Manor by the old man. In the end, when she reached the age of majority, Blaise was ordered to marry her.

On the night of the wedding, there was an accident and she regained her memory. Today, she found it ridiculous to have loved Blaise so much at the time. She refused to return with Douglas and finally reached a three-year agreement with her father.

Now, when she thinks about the past, she only has the impression that what she had done for the man who did not love her at all during these three years was only a waste of time.

"Your father really misses you Miss,come back with me. Don't get angry with your father. He is..."

"Douglas" Monique interrupted him. Her face became colder at the mention of the old story: "He has a wife with him. What good can I do to my family anyway? I have important things to do in Frayton. I'm not going to go back with you."

For two years, she had been quietly investigating the incident that caused her amnesia and landed her in Frayton. She had discovered that it was probably someone from her family, but who exactly, she didn't know it yet.

Now that the enemy was behind the scenes.It was too dangerous to return to the Lloyd family.More importantly, she would hate to meet the woman every day.

Douglas sighed: "Your father is right. You always blame him and you won't go back with me."

Then he respectfully released a high-end black card: "Here is your bank card, and the three billion euros that belong to you intact.Then he waved his hand to a bodyguard behind him, who quickly gave Monique a brand new contract.

"Your father said that you can choose not to go back now, but you must accept the Angle group in Frayton. It is a subsidiary of the Lloyd Group. You must ensure that the group's profit for the current year is five points higher than the previous one.

He said that you could refuse, but that the Freeman group could end very badly as a result."

Monique clenched her teeth with hatred.Before the death of old Mr. Freeman,she had promised to help the Freeman group, so she couldn't let anything happen to him.Her father had clearly known her weak point this time, but instead of using it to threaten her to return home, he wanted her to take control of the Angle Group.

What did he actually have in mind?

"Ok, as he wants!" Monique took a pen, signed her name and took the three billion euro black card.

She looked at the map and shook her head with amusement.

A few minutes ago, she was so poor and she had only ten euros in her pocket, which was not even enough to pay for a taxi to go home.

So, was it a sudden fortune?

Due to the previous agreement with her father, his bank account was frozen. In addition, according to the agreement, she had to hide her true identity.

In recent years, her greedy mother-in-law and sister-in-law had not even looked at her properly, just because she was poor. What would they be like when they discovered that she was actually the youngest daughter of the Lloyd family, Monique Lloyd, one of the richest women in the country?

She remembered, before regaining her memory, that her best friend from the orphanage was dying and that she had gone to see Fiona Lee, her mother-in-law, on her knees, begging her to lend her money.

Fiona proudly took out a platinum bank card, but instead of giving it to her, she simply wanted to show her: "Guess how much money is in there? One hundred thousand! You've never seen so much money in your life, haven't you?"

"But I won't lend you a penny! Instead, I will use it to buy dog food! Because your poor friend is not as good as a companion dog in my eyes."

Monique clenched her fists and was furious remembering the past.If she had the opportunity, she would love to teach these two bad guys a lesson! Eye for eye!

While in her thoughts, Monique was suddenly caught by the wrist.When she turned around, she discovered that it was Fiona.Fiona held her chin high and looked very disgusted and dissatisfied when she looked at her.

A few rich women were right behind her, and in her hands were many shopping bags. It looked like they had just finished their purchases.

Monique put her card in her bag while keeping her air: "What's new?" At first, Fiona was stunned, because she did not expect Monique's attitude to be so cold. Monique used to be so shy every time she saw Fiona.

"Who gave you permission to go out and ridicule yourself? Have you finished all your chores? Is lunch ready? If you starve my little boy, I'll kill you!"

"Look what you're wearing! You've been married for several years, but you still look so poor. It's a fucking disgrace!"

"Me? A shame?"

What Fiona said seemed to be a big joke to her: "After I married your son, you deliberately fired all the servants and forced me to leave my job. I had to do all the laundry,work and cook for your son. I did everything you wanted, but you are never satisfied?"

"And you've never had enough. You accused me of stealing your jewelry, because you just wanted to retain the actions that old Mr. Freeman left me. And you forced me to kneel under the rain. Have you forgotten all that?"

The rich women behind Fiona were surprised when they heard what she said. Even if they all knew that Fiona was mean to her daughter-in-law, they didn't expect her to be so furious.

When they saw that something was happening between the two, the rich women all found excuses and left.

"What... What are you talking about?!" Fiona had tried to interrupt Monique several times, but Monique spoke so fast that she was disconcerted by her words and had never had the opportunity to speak again.

"You know it well"

Monique proudly raised her chin, and her gaze was severe: "I have endured you in the past, but if you dare to find me trouble in the future, I will make sure you regret it!"