Chapter 2 Gone
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"It must be because Alexander woke up," said Christopher as she entered the ward.
Benjamin scratched his neck. Is it really like that?
But thinking of Sophia's obedient and sensitive appearance, I suddenly felt like I had overthought it.
Sophia breathed a sigh of relief just after leaving the hospital. It was really a scene of social death just now, and she was so embarrassed.
But as long as she plays another day, after going through the divorce procedures with Alexander tomorrow, her wonderful life has just begun.
Think about it and feel a bit excited.
Take advantage of this time to move the things that should be moved from Alexander's villa. Just as she was packing her luggage, she thought for a moment that she couldn't move all of them, she had to create a false impression that she couldn't bear to part with him. Finally, she left with only a suitcase of clothes and the accessories she had bought.
The ring on her ring finger, she ultimately decided to stay in the drawer and say goodbye to Alexander, this scumbag.
After tidying up her clothes, she lay in bed thinking about the memories that Alexander had brought to her over the past three years
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Oh, there are no good memories. It's all about standing up for her, and even standing up for dinner. One time, it caused her to miss her meal until midnight, and I finally called her to say I had been working overtime.
I'll go f**k you!
Then there were all kinds of gossip outside, and she knew it was all fake. After all, he had a true love in his heart.
So, in the eyes of the outside world, Alexander ruthlessly abandoned her, but in reality, she wanted to leave him as soon as possible. She really had enough.
The next morning, when Sophia thought about getting divorced, her cells all showed excitement.
I put on beautiful makeup and appeared in the ward at 8 o'clock.
When Alexander saw her, he didn't know if it was his own illusion. He always felt that today's Sophia was particularly bright and lively, more lively than usual.
"Why come so early, don't you sleep a little longer at home?" Alexander was wearing sick clothes, his face pale, but it was still perfect and impeccable.
Although she also likes Alexander's face, it has been three years and his face has successfully made her quit lust.
She would rather not have a man than think of all the handsome guys like Alexander who have unpredictable temperaments and would still stand up.
Sophia's soft and delicate voice slowly spoke, "I want to spend more time with you." She had a trick.
In order to get Alex to divorce her as soon as possible, she helped him change his clothes. However, when she looked at the wound on the side of Alexander's abdomen, there was a shiver, and the wound was very scary.
Sophia chuckled in her heart. Alexander was really infatuated, and getting a knife for the person she liked was quite great.
There are many people at the marriage registration office of the Civil Affairs Bureau, but there is no one at the divorce office, and no one would rush to get a divorce early in the morning.
After Sophia signed her name, she turned her head to look at Alexander and saw him sign her name on it without any hesitation.
After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, they obtained a divorce certificate.
Sophia was a good person to do it to the end. Although she disliked him, she still sent him to the hospital.
Outside the ward sat a beautiful woman, who was known as the white moonlight in Alexander's heart, Isabella.
She has no interaction with this woman and has always pretended not to know Isabella.
Isabella saw Alexander's face turn pale and her eyes turned red. "Alexander, I'm sorry, it's my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been hurt," she said.
Sophia couldn't bear to see them flirting like that. In front of her, Alexander couldn't help but wonder what they looked like outside.
"I'll leave first, you guys talk slowly," Sophia released her hand and smiled lightly at Isabella.
Sophia left the hospital feeling relaxed.
Just a few days ago, she bought a suite in another city. Thinking about how happy it would be to not have that annoying Alexander in her future life.
After a month, Alexander's wound had scabbed, but no matter who came to see him those days, he was all air-conditioned.
No one knows what's wrong with him. Even he himself doesn't know what's going on.
Just today, Benjamin returned from a business trip and didn't forget his good friend. He came to see him as soon as he got off the plane.
He looked around for a week and asked a question, "Why didn't I see my sister-in-law? Didn't she come today?"
Speaking of Sophia, Alexander's face turned even worse, and his whole body emitted a chill. But it's not his fault, Benjamin. He doesn't know yet that they have divorced. Because Alexander didn't talk to anyone.
Benjamin observed his expression and said, "Didn't you guys argue?"
He thought for a moment and nodded while holding his chin, saying, "That's right. It's not right to be quiet."
"What do you mean?" Alexander glanced sideways at him.
"If you mess around outside and block the knife with other women, I would be your wife if I didn't kill you," Benjamin said, recalling Sophia's pitiful appearance.
He dragged a stool and sat in front of Alexander's hospital bed, saying, "You really married a well-behaved and obedient wife. You don't argue or make a fuss, and you're also worried if you're okay. If it were me, I would have hoped you would die. You scumbag, just die."
Alexander sneered and said, "I'm sorry, it can't be as you wish. She just likes me. What's going on?"
Benjamin was not convinced and continued, "Why didn't she come to see you? Don't you reflect and reflect?"
He glanced at his phone and found that it had been over a month, but there was still no message sent to him. Although they have divorced, he thinks Sophia still likes him.
Flipping up the phone records, it was all about Sophia asking him if he would come back for dinner and asking him to pay attention to his health.
Seeing this news, he didn't believe what Benjamin said even more. He was so well-behaved at night, how could he argue with him? She will send herself a message.
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