“Sign this divorce agreement! As compensation, I will give you five billion as alimony.”

The heavy rain was pounding outside, but she felt his words hit her harder than the rain!

“Barnett, what have I done wrong?” She has always been used to being humble in front of him.

“Anne has returned. She doesn't wish to see you!”

“It’s about time our marriage ended. So, you must leave!” Barnett crosses his long legs and leans casually on the sofa. His facial features are as cold and statuesque as if carved from stone, handsome yet aloof.

Iris’s pale lips tremble as she feels like she's plunged into an icy cave. "Just because she's back, you want to divorce me? Do you treat marriage like a child's game?”

“The woman I should have married was never you. It was you who messily played your schemes and drove Anne away two years ago. Now that she is back, I will never let go again.”

“Hurry and sign the divorce papers! In just two years, I'm compensating you with five billion. You’re already very valuable.” He is known for his ruthless remarks, and he never holds back.

“I... what if I don’t sign?” Iris asks reluctantly.

“If you do not sign, I have countless ways to make you legally 'disappear' from this world.”

As the heir to Plympton's largest financial group, he has always found accomplishing his goals effortless. Who would dare to confront him under this sky in Plympton?

Two years ago, Nicholas family and Scripps family formed an alliance through marriage.

On Barnett and Anne's engagement feast,

He was drugged and mistook Iris for Anne in the rest room!

The following day, news of Scripps Group, Iris's scandalous affair with her brother-in-law spread across all major media channels.

Anne was driven to the brink of insanity, and she was sent to a rehab clinic overseas.

Everyone blasted Iris, claiming she was the boldest third party, even going so far as to snatch her own brother-in-law.

Barnett was full of hatred against her, convinced that Iris had cunningly planted herself in his bed after drugging him.

However, Nicholas family and Scripps family were of age-old acquaintance, their ties even going further into a marriage of convenience in the business world.

Under the combined pressure from Andrew and Jane, Barnett was forced to reluctantly marry Iris, a case of making the best out of a bad situation.

But to Iris, her two years of marriage felt like a living hell on earth.

Her patience, her compromises, her tolerance, and her deep feelings; they all have been repaid by recurring humiliation and torment. She was totally worn out.

Divorce could be a good thing, as she has had enough.

"…Fine, I'll sign, but I have a demand."

"Speak!" He presumed she wanted more money.

After all, in the eyes of such scheming women like her, money was everything.

"I want to experience a true married life with you once."

"Over these past two years, every time you were with me, you always called out Anne’s name. Ha... You made me feel like the worst woman in the world, I can’t bear it anymore!"

"I'm your wife. I want you to call out my name while making love to me for the last time."

"I am Iris, not Anne!" For the first time, Iris burst into hysterics, her entire body shaking with fury!

Over the past two years, whenever they were in bed together, he called out the wrong name on purpose! Even when they were in the throes of passion, it was simply to punish her, to humiliate her, devoid of any love!

"Stop being so dramatic, there's someone waiting for me downstairs..."

Iris scoffed, a bitter smile creeping up her lips.

Perhaps, it was Anne waiting for him!

"Just let her wait a bit longer then. She's waited for two years, a little while longer wouldn't harrow much."

"Do as you wish, I don't mind another round of media frenzy!"

Barnett detested threats and a cold smirk formed on his thin lips, "Fine, I'll agree to your terms."

"Iris, don't regret this!"

Barnett rose to his feet, reaching out to grab her shirt, lifting her effortlessly.

Immediately...

The buttons on her shirt popped open...

Without any prior notice!

"Ah--" Iris screamed, clenching her eyes shut!

He was as ruthless as ever.

It's as if she never feels pain. Or maybe, he just enjoys watching her in agony!

Excellent! Just wonderful!

She will never forget this man's cruelty towards her in her lifetime.

"Iris, Iris, are you satisfied?"

Finally, he calls out her name while engaging in this affair with her.

It's utterly humiliated.

But she could finally swallow the resentment that has been suppressed in her heart for the last two years.

Tears fell from the corners of Iris's eyes, and she spoke heartbrokenly and firmly, "Barnett, I will not love you anymore!"

Hearing this, Barnett sneered in disdain, holding her chin in hand, and staring at her face.

Her face...so beautiful!

Having such an innocent and soft-looking first-love face, yet inside being full of schemes.

Therefore!

Her love, just makes him feel disgusted and hypocritical.

"Sign the divorce agreement, take the money, leave Plympton!"

After Barnett finished speaking, he didn't spare her another glance and walked away without looking back.

Two months later...

At the hospital,

"Miss Scripps, you are pregnant, with multiples."

"But I recommend selective reduction. Otherwise, having too many fetuses can be dangerous!"

Selective reduction?

No, she didn't want to deprive any of her children of their right to live!

These were her children, they had nothing to do with anyone else! Regardless, she was going to give birth to them and raise them well...