Boss, I Want a Divorce!

re

cien said coldly a

What? It's already lat

to be a loving married couple in front of our Swiss clients during dinn

all non

tten

can also order an Uber. Don't act like so

and tight. I blinked, trying to dispel th

Ser!" Lucien

?" I asked, clutching the

," he replied flatly,

he one who manages your entire schedule. I remind you of everything-work

red back at me, even more sha

mille, don't you?" I

even tighter. He gripped the steering

ck together with her, don't you?" I ac

usiness," Lucien hiss

Before that happens, I want us to get a divorce

out of my mouth. I cou

less and less over the past week. He'd often been late to import

e'd never d

because of one

it. What els

orce. Now get out," he said

l open. What

od fr

y seatbelt. "Get out, Ser. Do y

my handbag tightly and got ou

ed the passenger door shut and

broke free. I hugged myself. My coat was left in t

on was the right one. Before I fell apar

*

ng open; my neighbor from

ght, now he shows up with a blank ex

later, okay?" His invitat

s," I declined, keeping my

shot up. "With who

iness," I replied

one who's all

asked again, his ton

ear tha

without ans

a big deal out of having lunch with s

y after makin

ior. Back then, I woul

f cour

o hell with Lucien. My meeting with my

urant where we'd agreed to meet,

t to divorce Lucifer? I mea

petition for me, Ém. I'm not asking for anything

pretty good track record as a d

e surface. You've been a love-struck fool for three years. It makes

your senses, Ser?" Émilie as

"She... came back," I rep

p away. "That bitch! The manipulative o

I kicked her shin. She immediately shut her mouth. I gave her a

soon as possible, Ém," I concluded as

humbs-up while

y pace. As I walked into my office, a ba

u, anyway?" Lucien asked in a booming

harge it," I r

trying to reach you for a while because there's something

d my brow

n, we have to go to the hospit