There was a thump in my heart. I frowned and showed my unwillingness.
For the sake of the children, I could go through with it, but it didn't mean that it was easy. At this time, divorce could dissociate myself from him, but from now on, Hendrix would have to face his opponents alone. Losing the help of the Moore family and Reid family, I was afraid that he would be crushed with no way to come back.
I asked, "Have you made up your mind? If we divorce again, you won't be able to get me back."
I pursed my lips, and the hope in my eyes was beyond words, hoping that he would take a step back.
Hendrix looked down silently, then picked up the document and opened it. He took out the papers and handed it over. I looked at the document. As he said, it was the divorce agreement.
It turned out that he had already thought about it. Between enacting revenge or our family, he did not hesitate to choose the former. My understanding and love were nothing in his eyes.
"Look at the next document." Hendrix's voice was charming and unique, making people want to obey him.
I went through the agreement and saw the signature. It was mine!
Strange, when did I sign this document? Was it for the divorce last time? No, the contents of this agreement was far from that, but this signature was indeed mine...
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