The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 152

"None," Clara answered crisp and clear.

Rhys remained silent for a few seconds before lowering his voice. "...None."

"Any disputes regarding property division?"

"No."

"Alright. Sign here."

The clerk pushed the papers forward. "Under the new statutes, today is just the application submission. There is a mandatory thirty-day cooling-off period. In thirty days, if you haven't changed your minds, bring your receipt back here to finalize the divorce decree. If you fail to appear, the application will be considered withdrawn."

Clara just wanted to get this over with. She picked up the pen and signed her name on the agreement.

After signing, she passed the pen to Rhys.

He stared at her name and hesitated, the pen hovering over the paper.

Clara grew impatient, her palms starting to sweat.

She was afraid he would change his mind, afraid he would notice something was wrong.

"Rhys, sign it," she urged. "Don't make this difficult for everyone."

Rhys's grip on the pen tightened as he signed his name in the husband's column.

The process was quick.

When they walked out of the hall with the receipt, the snow outside had stopped.

Daniel, tactful as ever, steered Simon back toward the car and gave them the privacy of a clean break.

Clara folded the receipt, placed it in her bag, and tightened her scarf. "Well, see you in thirty days."

Rhys looked at her.

She used to love fashion more than comfort—bare ankles in winter, daring the cold just to look good.

Now, she had learned to take care of herself.

"Clara."

"Is there something else, Mr. Huntington?"

The form of address had changed again.

From "Honey" to "Rhys," and now to "Mr. Huntington."

Rhys lowered his eyes and stepped closer to her. "It's still early. Could you walk with me for a bit?"

Clara glanced at him sideways.

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