Let Me Go, My Ex-husband

Chapter 8



"What do you want?" Since it was a deal, there must be conditions.

“One month, I'll divorce you after we've been married for a month.” One month was enough time, as soon as she got her mother's dowry back, she would divorce him

Hugo frowned, "That's the deal you want to make with me?"

"Yes, we must get married, this is the agreement of our mothers, neither of us can break it, since this is the respect for them. But after that. we divorce because of personality clashes as a matter of course. In this way there will be no agreement to be broken, and you don't have to live with someone you don't like for the rest of your life, which does you no harm but only good..."

Speaking of this, Lindsay's tone was softer, "Mr. Jones. I guess you must have someone you like, so you do everything you can to get the Forrest family to break the agreement, right?”

Hugo's face darkened abruptly, and he was in a sulk, "I didn’t know you were quite clever."

Yes, he wanted to give a name of wife to Judith White. He was touched by her youth and reluctance at the time.

Hugo's eyes fixed on her face with feigned calmness, "What about you, what good does this month of marriage do to you?" Huge did not think that she was only thinking about him.

Lindsay felt tight in mind, she couldn't say it was for her mother's dowry, could she?

But if she didn't give a reason, he wouldn't seem to believe it.

"My mother takes this engagement very seriously, and she’s not well, so I don't really want to let her down.” She was slightly shifty-eyed as she spoke, because she had lied and her mother did not want her to marry into the Jones family at all

Hugo's tone was inexplicably eerie and intimidating, as if he was reading her mind, "Is that so?"

Lindsay felt uneasy and nervous. His eyes were too sharp, as if they could penetrate the mind. Just when she was at a loss as to what to do, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Hugo looked askance at her and took out his phone, when he saw the name displayed on it. his expression softened a bit, and turned around to answer the phone. He seemed to think of something else and turned back, "Since it's for a month, there's no need for us to have a wedding."Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Lindsay had no choice but to agree, "Okay."

On August 12th. Jim came to pick Lindsay up.

There was no ceremony, no wedding, just a marriage certificate.

Lindsay didn't have much of emotional fluctuation, because she knew very well that it was a give-and-take deal. If it wasn't for the baby engagement, they probably wouldn't have crossed paths.

Soon the car stopped in front of a villa.

Under the sunlight, the stone-built building covering an extremely vast area was magnificent.

"Please get in." Jim made a sign to enter.

He was supposedly aware that the marriage between her and Hugo was only to complete the engagement, as he treated her neither warmly nor ingratiatingly, but moderately.

She was not really the wife of the young master of the Jones family. Although the mansion was large, there were not many people, but only a maid. Jim did not introduce, he brought her into the house and left.

Lindsay had a slight discomfort.

‘This is the-young master's N residence, lam Aunt Nina who takes care ofthis life, you can also cathme that. “Aunt Nina guided her tothe room, "If you need anything, Sjust tell rie."

A month was not a long time, Lindsay brought her own necessities, and although she might not bother her, she said, "Okay."

Aunt Nina Spened the door of the room, turtied to look at her, wanted to say something to her, but finally just sighed, "The young master may not gome back tonight, todayis Miss White s birthday." to“ “

Although theydidn't have a wedding, she was a least nominally his wife, and it was their wedding night, but he was aut with another woman Aunt Nira felt sorry for Lindsay; she had uSt joined the family andwas treated so badly by Hugo, wouldn't it b@worse in the future? Gontent belongs to


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