?Chapter 12:


    “Are you certain you want to go through with this divorce? Remember, Dani, not everything in life offers a second chance.”


    Dani’s patience snapped, her frustration evident.


    “You’re right! Let’s finalize this divorce soon.”


    She briskly collected two forms from a nearby clerk and began filling them out, her movements sharp and determined.


    Alexander stood rigid, his eyes narrowing as he towered over her.


    “I’m offering you onest chance. Admit you were responsible for the fire that day. Kneel and apologize to Joyce. If you do, I might consider letting this all slide.”


    His expression was stern, his attitude dripping with condescension and righteousness.


    “Don’t waste your time. My knees don’t bend for anyone,” she dered as she slid thepleted documents across to Alexander.


    “Just sign here.”


    Alexander’s eyes narrowed as he scanned the papers; everything was in order except for their signatures.


    A storm cloud seemed to settle over his face as raw anger ignited in his piercing gaze.


    “Dani! Do you think this will intimidate me? Let me make this clear—if you want a divorce, don’t expect to walk away with a dime of my money.”


    Unperturbed, Dani pointed to the line for his signature, her voice cool and detached.


    “Oh, please. That pitiful amount? Let Joyce have it—it might cover her hospital bills one day.”


    A crease formed on Alexander’s forehead as he mulled over her words. The thought of Dani leaving without a settlement seemed unbelievable.


    Nevertheless, Dani promptly signed her name. Raising her eyes to meet his, she wore a taunting smile.


    “What’s the matter? Getting cold feet? Or are you just realizing you’re not ready to lose me after all?” she spat, her words slicing with sarcastic cruelty.


    Alexander was about to reply when Dani abruptly cut him off, raising her hand with an air of finality. Her voice was sharp,ced with clear disdain.


    “Save your nonsense. The idea of sharing a man with another woman makes my skin crawl—it’s pathetic.”


    This remark set Alexander’s blood boiling. His eyes narrowed into a hard re, and his voice turned frosty as he spoke.


    “Is this truly what you want?”


    As Dani’s serene expression held steady, Alexander felt a surge of resolve. Clearly, she needed to learn her lesson.


    If she thought she could leave him ande back like nothing happened, she was living in a fool’s dream.


    Once this divorce was finalized, her life wouldn’t be so easy. Even crawling on her knees wouldn’t fix the mess she’d made.


    With a firm grip, Alexander took hold of the pen and inked his name onto the agreement. The procedure unfolded with brisk efficiency, the staff wrapping up the formalities in a blink.


    Momentster, their divorce was finalized.


    Nearby, a group of onlookers voiced their astonishment.


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