Billionaire, Let's Divorce (Mark and Sydney) novel Chapter 68

Chapter 0068

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Reflexively, my lips curled into a smile as I saw him, through the glass walls of the bureau, alight from his car and sauntered toward the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

I arrived here about five minutes ago and I had half expected that I would have to wait for quite a long time before he would get here. But here he was waltzing into the bureau just like we agreed.

He spotted me quite fast. Then he turned and walked toward me.

“Well, hello.”

He nodded and stuffed his hands into his pockets, “Hey.”

“I didn’t expect you to be this early,” I said as I got on my feet, hanging my bag on my shoulder.

His shoulders didn’t move more than an inch as he shrugged slightly, “I told you I was gonna be here at the time you stated. I gave you my word, I wasn’t about to go back on them.”

I raised my eyebrows, unable to stop myself from grinning. To be honest, I was impressed. Was this Doris influence?

“Okay, let’s go.” I told him and led the way to the office of the judge.

My smile widened each time I felt or looked at the paper in my hand. Finally, I was no more Mrs Torres. It felt effing good.

Our divorce registration had gone extremely smooth. I guess I should have expected that we would be treated like kings because it was Mark. We were given special VIP treatment, making everything swift and they kept smiling at Mark too, hoping to get in his good books.

I turned to see Mark walking behind. His lips were set grimly and he looked straight ahead, the set of his jaw refusing to betray his emotions or thoughts.

He must have noticed my gaze on him because he turned to me, “Any problem?” He raised perfectly arched brows and asked.

I shook my head, “I don’t think me being glad that we finally got divorced is a problem so no. I’m just really happy that we have this now,” I raised the certificate in the air.

The silence stretched endlessly between us as we walked to the entrance. Then his voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence, “So what are you going to do next?”

He shook his head slightly and looked ahead again but could see the twitch of his lips as he held back his smile.

He removed his hands from his pocket and handed me a card. I stopped walking as I took it from him with a frown and turned it over on my palm. “What’s thi I stopped and looked up at him. I found his eyes