Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3 The Same Necklace

Eleanor paused. "That's great. That’s more like it, girl! I would disrespect you if you still hung on the thought that he would fall for you one day!"

As she spoke, Eleanor walked over to help Anastasia unpack her belongings quickly.

There was a moment of silence.

Eleanor turned her head and embraced Anastasia to offer comfort.

"It's good that you've come back. You're not allowed to fall for that jerk again in the future. I’m warning you!"

Tears welled up in Anastasia's eyes.

Blinded by love, she had wasted too much time on Christian.

Then she answered with resolution, "I won't. I promise."

Then Anastasia took a deep breath, suppressing her emotions. When telling Eleanor she wouldn’t fall for Christian, she was actually warning herself not to be so stupid again.

It was gloomy and stifling the following day.

Anastasia abandoned her regal style of dressing and her dignified image as Mrs. Patterson. She chose a green off-the-shoulder gown that she hadn't worn in three years, which accentuated her delicate and radiant skin.

Then Eleanor drove Anastasia straight to the court and waited in the car.

They waited for a long time, but Christian didn't show up.

Anastasia called him three times in a row, and he rejected her calls.

Looking at the rejected calls, she quickly found the phone number of a reporter who had a good relationship with the Patterson Group. With a calm smile, she got straight to the point as the call was answered.

"I have evidence of Christian's infidelity. How about I give it to you for free?"

Taken aback, the reporter quickly exchanged a few words before hanging up.

Eleanor gave Anastasia a thumbs up, and Anastasia adjusted her hair.

She casually said to Eleanor, "Wait a little longer. He'll be here soon. By the way, anything interesting happened lately?"

Eleanor pondered for a moment and smiled, "Last month, the Graves Group unveiled groundbreaking bionic technology that shook the world. It has successfully dominated the international market. People say that the Graves family may seem low-key, but they're actually quite wealthy!"

As soon as Eleanor finished speaking, Christian called.

Anastasia chuckled softly. As expected, her strategy worked.

She answered the call calmly, hearing his angry voice.

"Anastasia, stop being so full of yourself. Even if you do have evidence, no reporter would dare to publish it."

Anastasia knew that with the powerful influence of the Patterson Group, those reporters wouldn't dare to offend him. But she had to use this trick to make sure the divorce would go smooth.

She smiled lightly, her voice indifferent.

"Mr. Patterson, I've been waiting for you at the court. Since you didn't show up, I had to resort to necessary measures."

Christian fell silent for a moment. A while later, he replied in a cold and harsh voice.

"I don't have time to play games with you. You better get to work at the company on time, or I'll fire all the incompetent employees in your team."

With that, he hung up the phone abruptly.

Anastasia's face froze. She wondered if he despised her so much that he would take it out on innocent people.

After thinking for some time, Anastasia asked Eleanor to head back to her apartment first. After that, she hailed a taxi and went to the Patterson Group.

The employees in the company were shocked when they saw Anastasia. They hadn't expected her to return so soon. What shocked them even more was that she looked more radiant than before.

Anastasia went straight to Christian's office with the divorce papers and resignation letter she had prepared long ago.

She just wanted to leave this place as quickly as possible.

When she reached the floor, she didn't bother knocking on the door, but instead pushed it open and walked in.

To her surprise, Beatrice, looking frail and pitiful, was sitting next to Christian.

The two of them were huddled together. Their heads lowered as they were engrossed in discussing the documents, appearing quite intimate.

Anastasia's face darkened slightly. She hadn't expected to see Beatrice there.

But then again, it wasn't all that surprising since they had a child together.

Clearly, Beatrice's presence disrupted their harmonious atmosphere.

Disdain flashed in Anastasia's eyes as she spoke directly, "I had originally planned to finalize the divorce proceedings before resigning. It seems I'll have to resign first."

Christian looked up at her, his expression somewhat distant. His shirt was perfectly pressed, and he emitted an icy aura.

"Aren't you worried that I'll fire them if you make such a fuss?"