Perhaps because she saw my pale face, a trace of panic flashed through Isabella’s eyes.
“It’s not what you think…”
She even raised her hand to hold my hand to explain, but I used all my strength to push her away.
Her tone was calm.
“Let’s go.”
With that, she walked straight toward the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The formalities were handled very quickly. There were many people queuing at the stall for getting the marriage certificate and every couple’s face was filled with joy.
My stomach began to ache again, but I tried hard to restrain myself, not wanting to let anyone see any clues.
I asked for all the assets under their names to belong to me. When Isabella heard me say this, her face was stunned for a while.
“I know I am sorry for you, but you don’t want to give me a penny?”
I tried to force a smile and said, “Isn’t Damian very rich? You will be better off with him than now.”
When I mentioned him, Isabella’s expression was much looser and softer and she really didn’t care about the distribution of property.
“Okay, then it’s agreed that from now on we will go our separate ways and owe nothing to each other.”