The sight of that custody agreement hit Rose like a bolt from the blue.
Her heart nearly stopped beating.
For a few seconds, her mind went completely blank.
Ryan slowly lowered his gaze as well, his deep eyes fixed on the child custody agreement while his fingertips traced the rim of his teacup.
“No need,” he said.
He looked at Rose. “We have no children, and therefore no custody dispute.”
Only after Ryan finished speaking did Lawyer Noah realize his mistake.
“So that’s how it is. I assumed that after seven years of marriage, the two of you would have children by now, so I prepared this agreement as a precaution. Well, that’s for the best—it saves us the trouble.”
It was a lawyer’s habit to consider every possible scenario.
Normally, divorcing couples argued endlessly over property division and child custody.
But these two...
One showed no drama, tears, or heartbreak over the divorce, while the other was remarkably generous with money, real estate, and company shares, seemingly unconcerned that his wife had been unable to conceive during their seven years of marriage.
How strange.
Although Rose didn’t show it, her heart continued racing for quite some time.
Ryan’s words—We don’t have children—instantly brought her back to reality.
Once again, she was grateful that she had kept her daughter’s existence hidden from the Knight family throughout her marriage.
Otherwise, she would have been torn apart.
“I want a clean break—no strings attached,” Rose stated firmly.
She did not agree with the terms they had just discussed—that Samantha’s identity would remain concealed and that she would still be expected to help preserve the Knight family’s reputation.
Ryan looked at her.
Rose met his gaze without hesitation.
He could clearly see the determination in her eyes.
The determination to divorce him.
The determination to sever all ties with him and the Knight family.
A flicker of emotion crossed Ryan’s eyes.
His expression, however, remained unreadable.
Rose had no intention of backing down, either.
Just as the silent standoff continued, the door suddenly swung open.
A furious voice rang out. “Divorce Rose? For that shameless Samantha?!”
Rose turned in surprise.
Margaret had come looking for Ryan. She stormed into the room and immediately began berating him. Clearly, she had already learned about today’s divorce negotiations and had come to confront him.
Following closely behind her was James.
He hadn’t expected to witness such a dramatic scene.
He had originally come to discuss a business partnership with Ryan, only to stumble into the middle of a family crisis.
His gaze shifted to Rose.
He had expected her to be heartbroken, devastated, and helpless.
Instead, she sat upright in her chair, calm and composed, as though she were negotiating a business contract.
Meanwhile, Margaret hobbled forward with her cane and, in a fit of anger, struck Ryan several times across the back.
“You’ve always been mature and capable, never giving your family a moment of worry. How is it that when it comes to matters of the heart, you’ve become so heartless and ungrateful? How many seven-year itches does a woman get in her lifetime? Are you really going to become a faithless husband for a woman who nearly became your sister-in-law?”
Ryan didn’t flinch.
He simply accepted the blows.
Lifting his chin slightly, he allowed a faint smile to appear at the corners of his lips.
“You certainly heard the news quickly.”
That was all he said.
Margaret’s expression froze for a split second.
They were discussing divorce in the home they had shared for seven years. Naturally, the matter couldn’t escape her notice.
The moment she heard about it, she came immediately.
“If I hadn’t come, you really would have done something foolish!”
Margaret snatched up the divorce agreement from the table and began reading through it.

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