Chapter 5 Let's Go Get Divorced
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Miranda quickly finished her piece of bread, but her stomach still felt empty.
Although there was more bread in the cupboard, she decided against it, thinking about the three layers of fat around her waist.
Silently, she tidied up the kitchen.
Carson watched her the entire time, puzzled. This woman had never done any cleaning before.
Usually, she left the kitchen a mess, and he had to clean it up on his days off.
He suspected she was just using this as an excuse to delay.
When Miranda turned around after finishing, Carson was glaring at her coldly, ready to hear her next excuse.
To his surprise, she didn't offer any. Instead, she looked at him calmly and said, "Let's go get divorced."
Carson was stunned.
The smoothness of the process made it feel unreal, and he had even prepared to use threats and bribes.
In the past, he had considered trying to live peacefully with Miranda.
He had been avoiding her for the past two years. But ever since he had brought her to the military apartment, he had hoped they could get along.
Life in the garrison was tough, and those with families lived relatively comfortably.
Despite his dissatisfaction with Miranda, they were already a couple, and he had decided to take responsibility after two years of internal conflict.
Therefore, Carson moved her in, bought furniture, and redecorated the place, planning to live with her.
But Miranda's hygiene was terrible. She never washed her hair or herself, making her unbearable to be near.
The fact that she had drugged him to sleep with her was the final straw. Fortunately, nothing urgent had happened last night. If there had been an emergency and he couldn't respond due to the drug, it could have led to severe consequences.
He realized he couldn't continue like this. If he didn't divorce her, his life would be ruined.
Carson was prepared to give Miranda all his savings in exchange for a divorce.
If money didn't work, he was ready to use force, even if he had to point a gun at her head.
However, he hadn't expected Miranda to agree so easily, and she didn't even cause a scene.
Watching Miranda walk out the door first, Carson sat in stunned silence for a moment before quickly following her.
As they walked towards the military base office, Carson tried to reassure her, worried she had some hidden plan behind her usual calmness.
"Don't worry. Even if we divorce, I'll make sure you're compensated well enough to live comfortably for the next ten years. Let's part amicably."
Miranda listened to Carson and couldn't help but admire his character. Despite living with the original owner, he chose to stay in a broken, shabby storeroom while letting her take the nice room.
Now, even though it was clearly the original owner's fault, he was taking all the responsibility of their separation upon himself.
He was willing to divorce her and empty his savings to compensate her.
Such a good man!
What a pity!
As they walked one behind the other, Carson noticed that Miranda wasn't making a scene. She was calmly walking towards their destination, which gradually rendered him silent.
Just as they were about to reach the end of the complex, a breathless man suddenly rushed towards them. Seeing Carson, he ran directly to his side, gasping for breath.
"Major! There's an emergency!"
"Andres, what's the situation?" Carson asked seriously, stopping in his tracks.
Miranda also turned around and glanced at Carson. She could immediately sense the shift in his demeanor to one of intense seriousness.
Andres, clearly exhausted, took a few deep breaths before he could speak.
"General Neils, Edward and I were patrolling, and he slipped off the cliff at Rooster Slope. Please gather a rescue team to save Edward!"
Carson's expression grew even more serious. He looked at Miranda and said, "Go home. We'll deal with our issue another day."
"Alright." Miranda nodded, understanding that an emergency took precedence.
Thus, their divorce would have to wait.
After instructing Miranda, Carson quickly ran towards the base.
"Goodbye, Mrs. Neils," Andres said politely to Miranda before jogging after Carson.
Despite his politeness, Miranda noticed the disdain in Andres' eyes.
She sighed inwardly and muttered to herself, "Oh, Miranda, you really are despised by everyone."
With the divorce postponed, Miranda returned to the apartment and immediately started cleaning.
Even though they were to divorce, she still had to tidy up. She needed to wash the dirty clothes, change the bed linens, and open all the windows to air out the place.
As she scrubbed a heavy coat, a woman in her thirties walked in while eating chips.
"Oh, Mrs. General, doing laundry?!"
Miranda's face darkened at the sarcastic title, and she looked up at the woman in displeasure.
It was Amelia Brooks, the only person in the military apartments who associated with the original owner.
Yet the only reason for their "friendship" was because everyone in the complex equally disliked Amelia.
She often flattered the original owner, calling her "Mrs. General", which always delighted her.
The original owner foolishly believed Amelia's sincerity, but through her memories, Miranda revealed Amelia's malicious nature.
She frequently urged the original owner to freeload from others and convinced her that house chores were beneath her.
The original owner did as she said. Soon, she found out that Carson would always pick up the slack whenever she refused to clean the rooms and the kitchen.
So, she saw Amelia as wise and followed her blindly.
After quickly recalling these memories, Miranda looked up at Amelia with distaste, asking, "Mrs. Colonel, what brings you here?"
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