Chapter 7
After getting home, Priscilla started sorting out the assets divided after the divorce.
After getting married, Angelo made a lot of money, which is considered marital property. According to the law, she can get half of it.
She didn’t want the houses and cars, just took the money, and decided to donate all the proceeds to charity.
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During this time, Angelo never came back, I wonder what he’s been up to.
Miley actually gave her a call, wanting to meet up and chat.
Two people met in a coffee shop, exchanged a few polite greetings.
Miley apologized for what happened on her birthday.
“Ms, Shepard, that day my friend drank too much and spoke without thinking. If he offended you in any way, I hope you can be the bigger person.”
Priscilla tugged at her lip and said, “There won’t be a next time, I’m leaving Usburg soon, and I won’t let this little thing bother me.”
When she said she was leaving, Miley had a look of both surprise and joy on her face.
“You’re leaving? Because of me? Sorry, Angelo and I wore together before, but that was a long time ago, I…”
Priscilla saw the joy in her eyes, looked straight at her.
“Ms. Garcia, have you really let go? Even if you have, Angelo has never let go of you. He listens to the plano you played every night with his headphones on; whenever he gets drunk, he only mentions your name; on your birthday every year, he buys a cale and sits in the study until late at night…”
Priscilla paused, recounting all these past events one by one, she suddenly felt extremely tired: “No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get into his heart. The fact is, sincerity can’t be exchanged for sincerity. I’m tired, so I decided to give up this marriage.”
Miley was stunned for a moment, then she spoke again to confirm, “So… are you really getting a divorce with Angelo?”
“Yes, the divorce agreement has been signed. Tomorrow is the last day of the cooling–off period. Anything related to Angelo from now on has nothing to do with me.”
Priscilla said this openly and then left without looking back at her expression, grabbing her bag.
But as soon as she opened the door, a group of enthusiastic fans holding Miley signs suddenly rushed towards her, as if they wanted to come in directly.
She changed her expression and quickly locked the door.
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people kicking the door outside the private room, and two people were trapped inside, unable to get out.
Miley didn’t expect to run into so many crazy fans at this time. She was at a loss and could only call Angelo to tell him about it and ask him to come help.
He quickly rushed over, squeezed through the crowd to the door of the compartment, and managed to get into the room in the chaos,
He came in a hurry, and his usually meticulously pressed suit was a bit wrinkled.
“Mlley, there were too marly fans blocking you outside, the only way now is for you to swap jatkets with Priscilla, I’ll take you away first.”
Miley experienced being chased by crazy fans, and immediately looked at Priscilla with a pleading expression.
Priscilla telt empty inside.
He came up with a great idea, perfectly protecting his crush, but did he ever think about what she would do.
She chucked self–deprecatingly, didn’t say anything in the end, and just took off her coat.
Alter changing clothes, Angelo didn’t even look at Priscilla, he just left with Miley.
The compartment door briefly opened for a moment, then quicldy locked by Priscilla
She was wearing Miley’s clothes, quietly listening to the increasingly loud shouts outside.
After waiting for a long time, the fans outside the door gradually lost their patience and forcefully kicked open the private room door.
