Even after three years, Pierce still carried that same sharp, aristocratic aura. Wearing a dark gray turtleneck sweater and black corduroy pants, he looked a bit leaner, but his jawline was just as sharp and untamed.
Seraphina noticed that the black puffer jacket hanging on the rack still had traces of white snow on it that hadn't fully melted. It was clear he had gone out earlier and had just returned.
Hearing her footsteps, Pierce glanced over, but didn't say anything, turning his attention back to the TV.
She walked over. "Did you drop Lyra off this morning?"
"Yeah. It snowed last night, so getting a cab is tough."
"Oh."
That's what she figured.
Seraphina glanced at the morning news on the screen and said, "I'm rarely home, so I basically never watch TV. I haven't paid the cable bill, so you only get the basic local channels."
Pierce didn't say much, simply nodding. "Got it. I'll have my assistant pay it later."
"There's still money on the electricity and water cards, and I paid the HOA fees through the end of the year. But the gas card is probably running low. If you're going to be heating up milk every night, you should probably top it up soon."
"Mhm."
Seraphina walked into the living room, pulled a few cards out of a cabinet drawer, and placed them in front of Pierce.
"Water, electricity, and gas cards—they're all here. Should I give them to you now, or will you have your assistant pick them up?"
Pierce sat with his long legs crossed, his hands resting on his knees, his grip tightening slightly. "We're finalizing things on Wednesday. Are you in such a rush to hand everything over now?"
Seraphina said flatly, "We're both busy, and we just happened to cross paths. It's better to get the chores out of the way while we have the time."
Pierce stared at her, his thin lips pressed tightly together, his gaze darkening.
Seraphina pulled out the divorce agreement she had stayed up late preparing and placed it in front of him as well. Then, she set a pen on top of the papers.
"Here are the divorce papers. I've already signed them. Take a look, and if everything is fine, sign it."
Pierce didn't move. He kept his eyes glued to the TV screen, refusing to even look at her.
Seraphina added, "I've boxed up all the things you gave me and left them in the study. If you don't want to deal with them, just have your assistant throw it all out. And the things I gave you... I'm guessing you won't keep them anyway, so whatever."

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