Unwanted Marriage: Honey, No More Divorce! Chapter 218: I Accept Your Proposal, Let’s Get A Divorce!

Jake’s words broke the silence between Michael and Wendy. Michael pursed his lips and quickened his pace towards the dining table. He looked at the chicken drumstick that Jake had put in his bowl and picked up his cutlery to pass the drumstick back. "You can have it since you like it." It was not about the chicken drumsticks, but more importantly, Jake had lifted the atmosphere between Michael and Wendy.

Michael took a piece of chicken breast at but stopped mid-air. He put the piece of chicken breast into Wendy’s bowl instead. "I rember you have a preference for chicken breast at."

Wendy looked down at the piece of at in her bowl and mumbled a word of thanks without looking up. Although it seed a little awkward at the dining table, it was way better than the days where they used to quarrel a lot.

After dinner, Wendy did the dishes quickly and took a shower when she was done.

She went back to her bedroom right after. She did not lock the door and Michael ca in. She looked up at Michael and said in a serious tone, "I want to spend so ti alone to think things through if that is ok with you."

Michael’s hand was still on the doorknob. He froze when he heard Wendy’s words.

After a while, he nodded. He shut the door behind him and went into the guest room beside her room.

Wendy suffered from insomnia throughout the night and she only woke up at nine in the morning the next day. When she got out of bed, the house was empty and quiet.

She felt relieved. Leah and Jake should be in school by then and Michael should have gone to work.

She did not know how to face Michael at the mont so it would be best not to have too much ti together. Wendy walked into the kitchen. She saw porridge that was still warm in the slow cooker. She scooped a bowl for herself and walked to the dining area with the warm porridge in her hand.

Just as she was about to dig in ca the sound of the main door opening. Wendy thought it was Zess coming ho after sending the kids to school. She did not expect to see Michael instead.

"Why... did you co back?" Wendy said in a surprised tone.

"I sent the kids to school and bought you so breakfast on the way back." He put the soup dumplings on the table and said, "It should be still warm."

From the packaging, Wendy could tell that Michael went specially to the famous Chinese takeout in the city to get this.

Wendy pursed her lips and took a deep breath. "Michael, you don’t have to do this."

Michael seed to understand where Wendy was coming from. He laughed and said, "You don’t have to feel burdened. And you don’t have to worry that I am doing this with an ulterior motive."

Wendy did not give her trust. She looked down and did not say a word after. But she did not touch a single bit of the breakfast Michael bought.

Her phone rang in her room. She went to her room and followed the sound of the ringtone to get to her phone. When she got to her phone, she saw who was calling. It was Winnie.

She pursed her lips and answered the call.

"Wendy, accompany for a manicure session today. With your beautiful hands, they would look more amazing than before with so gorgeous nails after a manicure." Winnie sounded passionate about it, like before.

"I have sothing on today. Maybe you can get soone else to accompany you instead." Wendy declined her offer.

It ca as an instinct that things were not as simple as they seed when Winnie ca looking for her almost every day recently. If it wasn’t for what Jake told her yesterday, she would have still insisted on the divorce with Michael. At least, it would not have been as harmonious as it was currently.

"Won should take care of themselves and pamper when needed. You should not focus too much on your career all day. Let Michael take over the work. I have been through the phase too, so take my advice." Winnie sighed and continued. "At that ti, I was a workaholic like you, working day in day out. I did my best at work and also took care of the family at the sa ti. As a result..."

Michael heard Wendy talking on the phone. He knew for sure that Winnie was on the other end.

All out of a sudden, Michael burst into the room and said coldly, "Wendy, are you calling the bastard again? Am I not treating you well enough? Why do you have to do this to ?"

Wendy was stunned to hear this from Michael. What was he talking about?

Michael’s tone got angrier as he shouted, "Didn’t you say you want to get a divorce? Okay fine, I accept your proposal. Let’s get divorced!"

Wendy tightened her grip of the phone. She replied hastily, "What do you an by this?"

"What do I an?" Michael scoffed. "What else could that possibly an? Yesterday when you ca back, didn’t you say you want to get a divorce? And now, you are already planning for another date with the bastard? You really think I am so benevolent to that extent?"

Winnie raised her hand to cover her mouth when she heard the couple quarrelling on the other end. She was afraid she could not hold back her giggles.

She thought the photos yesterday would only cause Michael to be suspicious. She did not expect that things would escalate so quickly to this stage. The worse their argunts got, the better it was for Winnie as their relationship would deteriorate.

"When I said I wanted a divorce yesterday, it was..." Wendy wanted to explain herself. But she did not complete her sentence. She let out a bitter laugh and swallowed her words.

Michael rely saw her making a call and he was so affird that she was talking to so guy and accused her without verifying. Seed like, Michael did not trust her completely either. It was true that Wendy brought up the topic on divorcing. If that was the case, she would go along with it.

Wendy bit her lips as her hand holding the phone shook. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision. No, she must not cry, at least not in front of Michael.

"Fine. Let’s divorce." Wendy put on a brave front and smiled. "Bring along the marriage certificate. Let’s go to the registry now to file for our divorce."

Wendy could not rember where she left the marriage certificate after she had lost her mory. In fact, she had left the marriage certificate behind when she left Lake City five years ago. What she also left behind were the docunts for divorce.

Wendy said, "I don’t know if I have the marriage certificate with . Where did you put the certificate? I’ll go retrieve it."

"How would I know where did you leave your marriage certificate?" Michael retorted. "Wendy, the person who committed adultery was you. The person who wanted a divorce was also you. Now, the person who could not find the marriage certification is also you. What do you want exactly? I’m telling you, there is a limit to my patience."

"There is also a limit to my patience!" Wendy’s eyes were red as she spoke with disappointnt. She pondered over their relationship the night before. Although she could not trust Michael completely now, she was willing to give it a chance. But now they were at each other’s throats over a call. That completely dispersed any hope Wendy had for the relationship.

"I am sure the marriage certificate will be sowhere in the house. I will find it. I don’t believe it would not appear if I search the whole house." Wendy got enraged.

She turned to walk into her room and started ransacking through the wardrobe to look for it.

She had thrown her phone aside. But she did not hang up as she was too emotional.

Winnie did not hang up either. She had done so much just to see their relationship co to an end. In situations like this, it was her opportunity to listen in for a good show, while keeping mum for the misunderstanding to brew longer.