Chapter 100
When William came downstairs that morning, Emily was already sitting in the living room, walking stick in hand, fuming, and waiting for him.
The moment she saw him, she barked, “You little bastard, get over here!”
William looked like he hadn’t slept well, exhaustion clear in his eyes. He took a sip of black coffee, “What is it now, Your Majesty?”
Emily’s face was red with anger. “Tell me. Do you love Scarlet or Nicole?”
“At your age, you still like to gossip?” William replied absentmindedly.
She exploded. “Don’t give me that attitude! What did you promise me back then, huh? And what did you actually do? Look at how badly you’ve treated Scarlet! I don’t care what you do, but you’re going to cut things off with Nicole and go apologize to Scarlet!”
“Haven’t you stirred up enough trouble in this family already?” William downed the remaining half cup of coffee like it was poison, slipped on his suit jacket, and prepared to leave. “Stay out of my business from now on.”
Emily was so furious that she grabbed the teacup off the coffee table and hurled it at him. William didn’t even dodge, but unfortunately for Emily, she missed. The cup smashed past him, splashing a few drops of tea onto his crisp suit.
William clicked his tongue. He was usually meticulous, but that day, he couldn’t be bothered to go upstairs and change. He took the towel a housekeeper handed him, casually wiped the stain, then tossed it aside.
“You’re practically already going blind, yet you still want to throw things like this. Do you want me to stand closer so you can hit me properly?”
Emily grew even angrier. She jumped up and raised her walking stick. “I’ll beat you to death, you brat!”
“You can scold me, but don’t insult yourself.” William reached out and caught the walking stick, then helped her back onto the couch. “Worry less, eat well, sleep well, and focus on living to 120 years old. Don’t bother with anything else.”
He bent down and kissed the top of her graying head. “Be good.”
Emily was left fuming. Her anger lodged in her chest, unable to fully let it out.
The Bentley had been parked across from the courthouse for nearly half an hour, When that slender figure finally appeared, Lester glanced back at the man in the back seat. William sat with his legs crossed, staring through the window at the building opposite, completely still.
Scarlet stood at the entrance of the courthouse in a white–collared coat. The wind messed up her long, dark hair, strands flying around in the air. She checked her watch several times, her frown growing deeper.
Lester asked cautiously, “Mr. Wilson, are you going in? Mrs. Cooper looks like she’s getting anxious.”
William didn’t seem to hear him, maintaining the same posture. It wasn’t until Scarlet appeared to be getting cold and breathed into her hands that he finally moved. He opened the car door and stepped out.
They had agreed to meet at 9:00 am. It was already five minutes past that. Couldn’t he even be punctual for a divorce?
Scarlet dialed William’s number. After two rings, he picked up. She barked, “Can’t you be on time for once?”
Traffic sounded in the background. William’s voice sounded lazy amidst the noise. “What’s the rush? What do you lose if we get divorced two minutes later?”
Scarlet, worried he might pull something again, frowned. “I lose two minutes.”
The great Dr. Benson’s time is so precioses.” William scoffed. “Then what should I do? How about I stand outside and wait for you for two minutes to return them to you. Fair?
Scarlet was speechless. What kind of stupid logic was that?
At that moment, she sensed something and turned toward the sidewalk The trees by the roadside were bare and bleak William’s tall figure, wrapped in a black coat, fit seamlessly into the desolate winter backdrop.
He hung up, crossed the street, and walked toward her. When he reached her, Scarlet put away her phone and turned around. “Let’s go in.”
Inside the courthouse, Scarlet read through the agreement and signed her name in the lower right comer without hesitation.
William watched her the entire time. Only after she finished signing did he speak “You’re not going to look it over more carefully? Aren’t you worried I hid some trap for you?”
“Aren’t you being generous? You gave me the Wolke Bay apartment, and the compensation is double what we agreed on back then,” Scarlet said, sliding the papers toward him.
William studied her for a moment, saying nothing more. He picked up the pen and signed his name. There were three copies in total, one to file with the court.
The clerk followed procedure and asked a few questions, most of which Scarlet answered. William didn’t say much, but he cooperated.
After submitting the paperwork and completing the registration, the clerk informed them, “There’s a 30–day waiting period. After that, you have another 30 days to apply for the divorce certificate. If you don’t come within that time, the application
will be withdrawn ”
Once outside, William said, “I’ll send you home.”
“That’s not necessary,” Scarlet replied. “I’ve already called a car.”
She started down the steps when William called out from behind, “Scarlet.”
She turned back and saw him standing on the steps, looking at her with a deep gaze. She waited for a few seconds before saying, “If you have nothing to say, I’m leaving”
William said, “I’m going abroad for a few days. When you have time, have Chris go with you to handle the property transfer.”