At ten the next morning, I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau wearing my new clothes and with a stylish hairstyle.
Adrian Cole and Emma Hughes came together.
When he saw me, a flicker of amazement passed through his eyes.
Emma glared at me jealously, afraid that I'd regret it.
The moment I got the divorce certificate, I felt completely at ease, as though a heavy burden had finally been lifted from me, and I couldn't help but laugh.
Adrian looked at me with a complicated expression.
"I'm waiting for the day you regret this, the day you come begging me on your knees, and I still won't forgive you."
Emma, deliberately waiting until I had left, said triumphantly like a rooster that had won a fight, "I told you you couldn't beat me, didn't I? You didn't believe it, and now you're divorcing disgracefully."
"Adrian is mine, and so is the Cole Group."
I gave her a brilliant smile, "Then I wish you all the best in getting what you want."