Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 96

She wasn't above it all.

She simply wanted to make sure that, when the divorce finally happened, it wouldn't come down to a fight over money.

After all, Evander had always believed she married him for his wealth; if she asked for too much in the settlement, he'd never let her get her way.

But a million dollars and the Tranquility Manor property were trivial to him—barely a drop in the ocean.

The lawyer, seeing how resolute she was, stopped trying to argue. He simply went over the terms of the agreement with her one last time.

After Charlotte confirmed everything, she added, "At the very end of the month, I need you to send this agreement to Evander for me."

"You don't want to discuss it with Mr. Howard face to face?"

She paused, then gave a faint smile. "There's nothing left to discuss."

The lawyer nodded, packed up his papers, and left.

Charlotte clasped her own cool hands, her eyes drifting down to her bare ring finger. Years of wearing that wedding band had left a pale mark on her skin. If even the ring left a scar, how could she expect to let go of the marriage itself, just like that?

Snapping herself out of it, Charlotte stood and walked to the front desk to settle her bill.

"Charlotte, dining alone today?"

She paused, turning toward the familiar voice. "Jonathan?"

Jonathan turned to the hostess. "Put her bill on my tab."

She rolled her eyes. "Jonathan, it was just a cup of tea. No need to make a fuss."

"For you, it's no trouble at all."

Charlotte hesitated, but then remembered all the times he'd helped her were at Professor Carstairs' request. It made sense.

She and Jonathan walked together down the corridor. "I didn't expect to run into you here, Jonathan."

"It's quite the coincidence. This restaurant belongs to my family, actually."

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