Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 183

Raelynn stared at the contract, her hands tightening into fists on her lap. She let out a soft scoff. "All this just to protect Seraphina?"

Matilda's mind was made up. If they insisted on a clean divorce or refused to produce an heir, the old lady would make Seraphina's life a living hell, dragging the Vance family down with her.

When it came down to it.

Sebastian was using this entire charade to shield Seraphina from his grandmother's wrath.

This grand gesture of buying the shop wasn't for Raelynn—it was entirely for the other woman he loved.

Sebastian didn't answer, his silence serving as a tacit admission.

Raelynn wasn't looking for his confirmation anyway. She pressed her lips together and spoke firmly.

"Even if I want my family's legacy back, I am not sacrificing the rest of my life for it. I am getting this divorce."

She laid her boundaries out in the open.

Sebastian's expression barely shifted.

He studied her face for a few long seconds.

He didn't miss the unwavering absolute resolve in her eyes.

He rolled the lighter between his fingers for a while before finally speaking. "We will get the divorce. But I need you to keep it an absolute secret from everyone in the Croix family."

Raelynn finally understood his angle.

He wasn't trying to stop the divorce; he wanted her to fake their marriage.

Seemingly uninterested in her internal debate, he continued, "Furthermore, you are not allowed to publicly date or marry anyone for the next year. If the situation demands it, you will play the part of my wife. If you can do that, the antique shop is yours."

Raelynn frowned.

Staying single wasn't an issue for her.

Her entire life revolved around raising her child and building her career. Romance was the last thing on her mind.

All things considered, Sebastian's conditions didn't actually cost her anything.

The only catch was having to play along so he could protect his mistress.

After a long moment of weighing the pros and cons, Raelynn flipped through the transfer agreement for the antique shop.

As long as she signed this twisted deal, the shop would legally belong to her within a year.

She knew perfectly well that if she refused, fighting for this divorce would become a bloody, protracted war.

Without lifting her head or hesitating for a single second, Raelynn pulled the divorce papers toward her and signed her name.

Sebastian's gaze locked onto her swift movements.

Since they were already faking the marriage post-divorce, there was zero chance she was going to act as an incubator for the Croix family.

Sebastian stared at her, maintaining the cold composure of a man negotiating a corporate merger. "You won't accept it?"

Meeting his pitch-black, unreadable gaze, Raelynn articulated every word sharply. "No. Absolutely not."

He didn't say a word.

His eyes were so intensely dark they seemed to swallow the light in the room, sending a chill down anyone's spine.

"Isn't this a massive win for you?" Julian finally interjected, unable to hold back his frustration.

Being the mother of a Croix heir was a golden ticket for someone with Raelynn's ordinary background.

It would guarantee her a life of unimaginable luxury and absolute security.

If she needed a reason to refuse—

Raelynn completely ignored Julian, keeping her eyes locked firmly on Sebastian.

She spoke with quiet venom.

"The thought makes my skin crawl."