The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 294

Finally, everything had come to an end. They have officially divorced, and they would no longer matter to one another from that very moment.

Who knew it was just that simple to go from being married to getting divorced?

Or in other words, it was just a certificate that reduced them from a married couple to strangers.

She reached out slowly to get the divorce decree, and suddenly, she felt an urge to cry. However, she had forced it down.

Keeping her documents, she turned on her heel and left without looking back and without a word.

He froze in place as his deep and narrowed eyes lingered on her back. He hadn't taken his divorce decree yet.

The officer reminded as he softly called out to him, "M r. Valentine."

On the officer's fourth attempt did Mark return from his trance. He stared at the document for quite a while as if he had wanted his gaze to shred it into pieces.

The officer had started to feel anxious from the way h e had stared at the document. He had no clue as to what Mark was contemplating at that moment.

Just when the officer's hand that was holding onto the divorce decree had started to tremble slightly, Mark suddenly took over the document and left.

The officer let out a breath of relief as he sank onto the couch. He sipped on his tea, trying to ease away the anxiety he felt.

He thought, 'Why do rich people act so different even when they're here to finalize their divorces?'

He shrugged, thinking he wouldn't understand them.

Stepping out of the civil registry office, she noticed the queue was still long.

Raising her head, she saw Raine, who was waiting in the car. Summer could clearly see Raine calling someone as her mouth was moving underneath her mask.

However, she believed that she was not obliged, nor was it her duty to save Raine.

Therefore, no matter how much Raine had hated her a t present, she would not give a d*mn.

The black Land Rover had driven past her merely after she took a few steps, and it pulled over right in front o f her.

Mark and Raine got down the car together, and the 3 o f them had met once again.

Summer had ignored their presence and continued to walk past them and straight ahead without batting an eye.

She wore a smile on her face with her back straight as she walked, carrying her unique sense of pride and dignity.

Mark narrowed his eyes as he had thought of wiping that smug look off her face and clipping off that wings of pride of hers. Raine, who was beside him, spoke up at that moment, "Mark, shall we go?"