After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 1095

Chapter 1095 Deliberate sad-fishing

Mavis was confused and said, "You have injured your leg, not your hand. It doesn't conflict with our previous plan. We can still sign the divorce agreement first and then have Kane handle the divorce procedures at the Civil Affairs Bureau on your behalf."

His mood was just a little better, but it quickly turned bad again.

Was she really determined to leave with no room for any compromise or change?

"Our affairs have caused a stir on the internet, and now the whole country knows that I had a car accident. If you insist on divorcing me at this critical moment, they will criticize you for being heartless and abandoning me."

Mavis was busy peeling an apple and didn't get caught up in Anthony's reasoning. "It doesn't matter. I don't live my life based on their opinions. Besides, I never said I wouldn't take responsibility. Anyway, this marriage is definitely going to end, but I will stay and take care of you until you recover."

His expression sank again.

When she became his ex-wife, yet she was still left to take care of him. This was not reasonable at all.

Anthony was very annoyed, extremely so.

His thin lips were tightly pursed, and his handsome face was deeply sullen. He didn't want to say a word.

Mavis paid no attention to his emotional changes, finished cutting the apple seriously, handed it to him, and continued asking, "Clearly both you and I want to end this incorrect marriage relationship as soon as possible. So why delay it any further? Tomorrow I will have the lawyer re-draft the agreement and send it to the hospital room."

He didn't speak and also didn't take the apple from her hand.

Mavis muttered to herself, "We don't need to split the property in half. Take it as I owe you an apology. I don't want anything, including the Green Grove Apartment that you bought under my name. I'll still leave with nothing..."

Before she could finish speaking, Anthony sat up suddenly, grabbed the back of her head forcefully with his big hand, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her soft lips involuntarily.

The long-lost softness and the passionate scenes that set off that night flashed through Anthony's mind.

His lower abdomen was inexplicably hot, and he wanted to devour her, so he couldn't help but stretched out his hands to wrap around her slender waist.

Mavis quickly realized that his actions were becoming more and more presumptuous, and pushed him away to end the kiss.

"That's enough."

He kissed her every now and then. Was he really addictive?

That was excessive.

She glared angrily at him, forcefully wiping her lips. However, her heart continued to beat rapidly as if it couldn't calm down from the kiss for a long time.

Anthony averted his gaze and didn't take advantage of the situation. He tactfully lay back on the headboard without making any further moves.

Afterwards, neither of them spoke again.

Mavis was feeling suffocated by the atmosphere and quickly found an excuse. "It's almost noon. What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it."

Anthony squinted his eyes and said without changing his expression, "The food outside is not clean. The chef at home should have started cooking by now. Go home and get the food. It should be ready when you arrive."

As if he were used to being a young master, his tone always sounded like a command.

Mavis felt very uncomfortable listening to him speak as if she were his maid.

But she just felt unhappy in her heart and didn't say anything because she knew he was sick.

"Okay then, wait here," she got up but Anthony called out to her again, "It's inconvenient for you to take a taxi back and forth. Take my car."

He searched on the bedside table and took out the key for his Ferrari before handing it over to her.

She didn't take it though, saying, "This thing is too high-end for me. I've only had my driver's license for a year. I can't afford it if something happens."