My Wife Is An All-Around Expert

Veronica was left speechless as she choked on his words. “I’m not coming out anyway. If you want me to sign the divorce agreement, come to the ward.”

Russell's eyes flashed as he recalled Patrick's instructions and asked in a cold tone, “Which ward?” Veronica provided the ward number and abruptly hung up the phone.

Russell touched the second button of his collar. This was a new piece of

equipment Patrick had specially arranged for him. He couldn’t afford to return without gaining anything.

As he gazed at the hospital building, he couldn’t help but show a bitter smile. He hadn’t anticipated that he, the president of Oceanen Jewelry, would now have fallen to be a spy.

Suddenly, he felt a bit regretful. How come he and Violet had reached this point? It all began when Violet refused to have S** with him. He then became entangled with Veronica. Little did he expect that he would lose himself in the process.

When Russell reached the upper floor, two b*dyguards stood at the door of the ward. They not only frisked him but also confiscated his cell phone.

Upon entering the ward, he found Veronica munching on an apple.

Russell promptly handed Veronica the divorce agreement. She had a quick fl*p through the divorce agreement and furrowed her brows. “Is nothing being given to me after the divorce?”

Russell asked with a gloomy face, “What do you want?”

Veronica didn’t hesitate and said, “Money.”

Russell looked at her sarcastically and sneered. “You're really after the money, huh?” Veronica’s face changed slightly. “That’s not what you said in bed initially.”

Russell mockingly curled his I*ps. “Don’t you know that a man’s words can’t be trusted in bed?”

Veronica’s expression turned cold. “I don’t care. I’m married to you now, and | want an equal share of your assets. If not, I'll file a lawsuit. | don’t believe | won't get a penny. Don’t you think that you can just dismiss me like this.”

Russell gazed at Veronica’s pure white face, which was tainted with insatiable greed.C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

His tone grew stiffer as he said, “Perhaps | should let the world see how repugnant your face is. If you want to file for divorce, go ahead. After all, Oceanen Jewelry is drowning in debt and lawsuits. If you want it, | can share half of it with you.”

Veronica’s face abruptly shifted, and she declared, “Alright, I'll sign.” Russell felt a wave of disgust wash over him as he witnessed how quickly Veronica changed her attitude.

At that moment, he realized not only did he lack Patrick’s business acumen, but he also came up short when it came to reading people.

How on earth had he become so blind and ended up entangled with Veronica in the first place?

As Russell watched Veronica sign the agreement, his thoughts drifted to what Patrick had said to him before. He coldly remarked, “Don’t get too cocky. People are only showing you pity now. Can you keep resorting to suicidal tactics for sympathy every time? Frankly, | can’t comprehend how you have the audacity to make those statements online. It’s evident that you benefited from Violet's designs and cheated with me all along, yet here you are, feigning innocence. Where’s your sense of shame, Veronica?”

Veronica responded with an indifferent smile! “So what? Do they have any evidence?”

Russell looked at Veronica as though he had just got to know her for the first time. “You sicken me. You're only getting away with this and making me take the blame because Violet didn’t get enough proof.”

Veronica snorted indifferently and reached up to tousle her disheveled hair in front of her forehead. “As long as people believe me this time, it doesn’t matter. As you can see, I’m so pitiful now. Even if Violet wins the lawsuit, she'll still carry the reputation of a heartless, genocidal person.”

Russell's expression shifted. “She’s now in Foreverie Jewelry, and Patrick will be on her side.”

Veronica responded with a sardonic smile. “So what? Violet’s reputation is tarnished. While Patrick may be competent, can he change people’s minds?”

She raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes smugly. “Those idiots on the internet will believe anything | say. They’re all blind followers. Don’t you get it?”

Russell glanced at her wrist and his expression suddenly changed. “You haven’t slashed your wrist, have you?”

Veronica’s signing hand froze. She immediately threw the signed divorce papers at Russell and covered her wrist. “What are you talking about?”