AFTER HEE DIVORCE SHE MADE A WAY

"I've made up my mind. Let's get a divorce. Sign it. 200 million is compensation for your mental damage. Is that enough?" Samuel Morgan put down the paper and pen on the desk.

"Just two days after Lily Foster returned, you immediately wanted a divorce. You are so cruel."

Looking at the divorce papers in front of her, Natalie Brooks smiled bitterly, her gaze fixed on the man before her, his eyebrows and delicate eyes filled with sarcasm.

"Lily saved my life once. When you asked to marry me, I told you that I already had someone I liked. Remember?" Samuel said in a low voice, "And you also know why I agreed to marry you in the first place."

He was right. His grandmother, Mrs. Morgan, wanted him to marry her; otherwise, he would not be able to become the heir to the family.

After all, she thought everything was too good.

"Samuel, you have power in your hands now, and your lover has returned. So you no longer need me.  I can tell you're very proud of this girl." Natalie picked up the divorce papers and glanced at them: "But we've been married for three years anyway. Are you giving alms to beggars?"

Samuel raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Natalie, don't push me too hard."

"I have to improve, right?" Natalie raised her head and said with a sneer, "Do you think I'm that easy to bully? I've been like a pet in your house for three years, but I'm still a woman after all, right?"

"How much do you want to bid?" Samuel's cold eyebrows revealed a hint of impatience.

Natalie chuckled silently, her beautiful eyes cold: "2 billion."

"You..." Samuel suddenly stood up, his handsome face expressionless, his hands and feet stern, his voice cold: "Okay.  Just 2 billion, tomorrow morning at nine, see you at the divorce court."

After saying that, he strode away.

Did he rush to meet his first love?

This was the man she loved for three years, no, to be more precise, the man she loved for seven years, only a husband and wife in name for three years.

Unfortunately, Samuel didn't know that.

And after signing these divorce papers, Samuel would never know.

"Miss, are you okay?" The maid Sophia walked over, a little worried for her: "The young master must be insane to divorce a good wife like you. Miss, don't agree to the divorce, wait until he calms down." He will definitely think of you..."

"Okay?" Natalie laughed at herself: "In his eyes, I'm afraid I'm nothing compared to that woman."

 "Miss..." Sophia opened her mouth, "You can go find the old lady, she can definitely control the young master, you..."

"No need." Natalie shook her head, pursed her lips, and said, "Sophia, please keep this a secret, don't tell Grandma Morgan."

"But you..."

"I have my own plans."

Old Lady Morgan has always loved her; as long as she opens her mouth, she will definitely clean up Samuel, and absolutely not agree to divorce. Her health has not been good recently; she can't stand the stimulation. Natalie doesn't want to bother her anymore.

Moreover, she was also fed up with this marriage that she had maintained for three years.

Perhaps her brother was right, love did not belong to her; no matter how hard she tried, it was useless.

It was time to end it, it was time to go home.

The next morning, at nine o'clock.

Natalie walked into the court.

Samuel arrived, followed by a beauty wearing a white autumn dress. Her figure was thin, her whole body was weak, and the breeze was gentle, making people want to protect her.

Natalie smiled lightly, seemingly carefree: "No wonder you couldn't wait that long. If I were a man, seeing Lily like this, I would definitely love her too."

"I..." Lily unconsciously took a step back behind Samuel. She bit her lower lip, feeling wronged, "Natalie, Samuel, and I really love each other. Seven years ago, we made a private decision..."

Seven years ago?

 Is the feeling here to swear sovereignty again today?

"You were an adult seven years ago?" Natalie sneered, "Moreover, Samuel and I were already married, so what are you?"

"I..."