713 Chapter 712
Oliver paused, slightly taken aback. "How did you end up like this?"
lissa imdiately retorted, "What do you an? I'm doing just fine!"
As she finished speaking, she glanced toward the entrance. "Hasn't Jake arrived yet?"
Although lissa used to be afraid of Oliver, her perspective shifted after living on her own for a while. She realized it wasn't the divorce she feared but the change.
Jake could now support her financially, and she still spent her days at ho. With an allowance coming in, she didn't have to worry about food or drink, only the occasional grocery run. Most importantly, after leaving that house, her expectations of Oliver disappeared. In the past, she had dreaded those lonely nights in their sprawling master bedroom, yearning for Oliver to co ho and keep her company instead of running off to see "her". Now, her small apartnt was cozy enough. There was a community center downstairs where seniors gathered. At first, she'd felt a bit awkward joining the dance group, but soon she fit right in. After living this way for so ti, she found herself genuinely enjoying it.
Life outside that luxurious cage was colorful and vibrant. She realized that leaving the upper class behind didn't an losing freedom—it ant gaining it.
Oliver sneered at her response. "He's taking the bus over. How fast do you think he'll be here?"
Just then, Jake ca jogging over. "Mom, I took the subway after the bus. It's way faster than driving!"
Oliver felt his temper rising, seeing the two of them so comfortable. Barely holding back his frustration, he let out a cold laugh. "We're here to finalize the divorce. Did you bring your papers?"
lissa froze for a second. "Oh, right!"
She quickly rummaged through her bag. Oliver breathed a sigh of relief, already anticipating the outco. With another sneer, he added, "Don't tell … you forgot your ID, didn't you?"
But the next mont, lissa pulled her ID out of her bag. "Got it! Let's hurry inside."
Oliver stood there, dumbfounded, his face darkening. "lissa, are you really sure about this divorce?"
lissa blinked. "Weren't you the one who wanted it?"
An unexpected wave of anger surged through Oliver. For so reason, her indifferent attitude irritated him. "Fine, let's do it. Let's get this over with!"
They entered the courthouse together, only to be inford that they had to wait for a 30-day cooling-off period before the divorce could be processed.
Oliver felt a strange sense of relief wash over him, almost as if the delay had given him so unspoken hope.
After the staff handed them both forms, Oliver glanced at the section on asset division and sneered. "You're really not asking for anything?"
lissa looked him in the eye. "When we got married, I didn't have much, and over the years, I blew through whatever I had. So, no, I don't need anything."
Oliver gave a harsh laugh. "Weren't you always after my money? The mont the company handed out dividends, you'd be right there, asking for your share!"
lissa gave a bitter smile as she thought back to the past. "Yeah, I did that because I knew if I didn't spend it, you'd just give it to her. I didn't want that, so I made sure to take it."
Oliver paused, taken aback.
Marisa sighed dramatically. "lissa, why do this? Just to prove a point? You're making Oliver feel so guilty!"
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lissa scoffed. "If that's the case, why don't you give half of the company's shares? Would you let him do that?"
lissa continued, "But now, it doesn't matter. Once we're divorced, you can give her as much as you want. It won't have anything to do with ."
Oliver felt a knot of frustration in his chest. Her indifference, especially toward the money, made him feel even more irritated. But he couldn't explain why he was so angry.
He laughed bitterly. "Fine. Don't co crying to later!"
With that, he stord out.
Marisa and Selena were waiting by the entrance. The mont Oliver stepped outside, Marisa rushed over. "Did you get the divorce?"
Oliver responded, "There's a mandatory one-month cooling-off period."
Marisa frowned. "What kind of rule is that? lissa must've done sothing to stall it!"
Selena nudged her. "Mom, it's a new law."
Marisa finally fell silent, though she kept glancing over at lissa. She then turned to Oliver, asking directly, "So, Oliver, how much are we giving lissa as a settlent?"
Oliver's frustration flared up again. "Nothing."
"Nothing?" Marisa said with feigned surprise. "But what about her living expenses?"
Before Oliver could respond, lissa stepped forward. "Don't worry about . My son can take care of !"
Marisa sighed dramatically. "lissa, why do this? Just to prove a point? You're making Oliver feel so guilty!"
lissa scoffed. "If that's the case, why don't you give half of the company's shares? Would you let him do that?"
Marisa's expression froze.
Oliver gave a harsh laugh. "So, you're still after my money after all!"
lissa looked at the man she had loved for most of her life. Now, at fifty, how many good years did she have left?
She chuckled coldly. "Oliver, open your eyes. The person who's been eyeing your money all along… has always been her."
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