After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 440 The divorce

Chapter 440 The divorce

Susan dialed Manuel's number.

It had been half a month already. Manuel hadn't called her once, not even a greeting between friends. Neither did they meet. She felt that a man like Manuel should just die alone.

The phone was connected, and she heard a familiar male voice say, "Susan,"

"Let's get divorced tomorrow." Susan's voice was calm and cold.

Manuel wasn't hesitant at all and didn't even pause a bit, "OK."

"What time will you be free?" Susan asked.

Manuel thought about it. He was going to the hospital tomorrow morning for rehabilitation. There would be a video conference at 2 pm. After all, he had a small company that needed to be taken care of occasionally. The meeting would last about two hours, as it involved this month's summary and next month's schedule.

"I can go to the marriage registry at 4:30 pm." He said.

"Then I'll be there at 4:30 pm."

"OK."

Susan hung up the phone.

Manuel stared at the phone for a bit. He thought that Susan would call him for that earlier. It had been half a month already, which was almost beyond his expectations. Anyway, she finally called. For him, ending sooner was also a good thing that he wouldn't have expectations anymore.

It was 4:30 pm the next day.

Manuel arrived at the door of the marriage registry at the exact time.

He came on a crutch and he walked much more stable. Susan guessed it wouldn't be long before Manuel could walk normally again. She was standing in the doorway and watching Manuel approaching calmly.

Manuel walked towards Susan, with also calm facial expression. To be precise, both of them looked calm.

"Let's go in., Manuel said to Susan.

Susan, who always liked to be late, was quite active in this matter.

"Sure," Susan responded.

They walked into the hall together. There were two windows, one for marriage and one for divorce. They went to get a number. Who knew why there were still so many divorcing people at 4:30 in the afternoon? There were even more people queuing up for getting divorced than getting married. Most of the people who came in the afternoon were going to go through the divorce process. That was a so-called nightfall o love. Naturally, people chose dusk.

They waited about 20 minutes. The staff told them to come in. Susan sat down first. Manuel took some time to sit down because his legs were still inconvenient. Susan just watched him try to sit down coldly. The lady who handled the divorce procedure couldn't help but say, "No wonder you will divorce. You don't even have the basic care between a husband and a wife. It's meaningless to be together." Susan's facial expression changed slightly. She thought that divorce officers would generally persuade a couple to stay together. This lady didn't try to stop them from getting divorced but tried to make it worse. And it was clearly aimed at her.

Damn! She had no feelings for Manuel anymore. Why should she care if he could sit down nicely or not? Besides, did he appreciate her help when she was nice to him?

Watching his dull movements, she wanted to help and she stretched out her hand but then retracted it. She had sworn that she would never humiliate herself in front of Manuel again.

"ID card, household registration book, marriage certificate and divorce agreement." The staff said indifferently.

Susan quickly took out her ID card, household registration book and marriage certificate.

As for the divorce agreement, she had completely forgotten to prepare it. When she was about to ask whether she could write it now, she saw Manuel take one out. He asked the staff politely, "Can I borrow your pen?"

"Yes, no problem." The lady said that in a nice tone. She seemed to like Manuel. Susan had to admit that Manuel, with such a pretty face, was always popular with old ladies.

"Thank you." Manuel took the pen and handed it to Susan, "There is no division of property between us, and we have no children, the agreement is very simple. Take a look, if there is no problem, sign here, and then put a handprint on it."

Susan glanced up at Manuel. She didn't know why, at that moment, she suddenly remembered the scene when Manuel taught her homework when they were children.

Because of her poor grades, she was always required by the teacher to stay to have extra lessons. She always went home late. Manuel probably couldn't stand it anymore, because the family wouldn't start having dinner until she went home. She believed that Manuel help her wasn't because he cared about her but because he wanted to be able to eat dinner early. She remembered that it was the night before the physical examination.

Manuel took out an exercise book, walked into her room, and said to her, "I made some guesses on tomorrow's exam question. These may cover 80% of them and I've circled them all. You should finish them all tonight and then remember the answers. It shouldn't be a problem to pass the exam."

Susan was not sure whether she should believe him or not. Thinking of the long and solitary counselling, she decided to give it a try. She worked hard on those questions one by one. Manuel sat with her all the time. In the end, she did finish them, but none of them was correct.

Susan didn't even get a single-choice question right. He picked up her results paper and explained them to her one by one.

Manuel's voice had always been pleasing since childhood. Even during the voice change period, it didn't get worse. When he was teaching, he was particularly serious and careful. His long eyelashes were constantly dangling in front of her. If someone asked her whether she was attracted to Manuel at the time, she would fail to deny it.

"Susan." Manuel called her and found her distracted, "Is there something wrong with the agreement?"

Susan realized it.

What did she think of just now?

She quickly signed her name on the agreement and then stamped her handprint.

They handed over their documents and the agreements to the staff, respectively. After the staff checked them all, she stamped the steel imprints on their divorce certificates and put them in front of Susan and Manuel, one for each of them.

Susan took the divorce certificate and stared at it seriously. She thought that the divorce process was so simple and it was easily done. Henceforth, there was nothing between her and Manuel anymore. Manuel looked closely at Susan's reaction to the divorce certificate. Remembering that Susan didn't even want to look at their marriage certificate when they got married, and she even wanted to tear them off, he felt the scenes were so different, forming a stark contrast. This marriage was just a farce to each other. Eventually, they ended up divorced.

Manuel picked up his crutch and left first. He didn't say a word to her. He was afraid that once he spoke, his tears would fall.