I didn't say a word - I just hung up the call without a second of hesitation . Then I blocked Damian . Almost immediately, his messages started flooding in like missiles . [ Isabella , what the hell are you doing ? Do you realize how much damage this is doing to the company ? Our stock price is tanking ! ] [ Isabella , I know you're mad . But can we please talk this out at home ? ] [ If that's what you need , I'm willing to apologize ... ] Expressionless , I powered off my phone and set it face down on the table . Then I looked across at the attorney . " Let's continue . " I pulled out a document I'd buried deep in my drawers and handed it to him . " Can you take a look and tell me if this divorce agreement is still valid ? " Back before we got married , Damian had personally signed a blank divorce agreement . We didn't have feelings for each other then . He looked me in the eye and said coldly , " If you ever want out , just sign it . You're free to leave anytime . It's my way of giving you an out . " Later , we grew closer . Damian , this so - called powerful CEO , would cook three meals a day for me . He'd worry if I got cold or overheated , always putting me first . I was moved . I thought this life would last forever . So the agreement got buried and forgotten . Before I discovered Chloe Vance existed , I never once considered divorce . Aside from his obsession with me not wearing red , Damian was good to me . Even when I lost the baby in an accident , I managed to forgive him . I could handle being hurt- but I couldn't stand being made a fool of . The lawyer flipped through the document carefully , then nodded . " Miss Hartman , this agreement is still valid . Once you sign it , it goes into effect . " I signed it right there and handed it back . " I want a divorce . As soon as possible . " When I stepped out of the café , it had started to drizzle . A black car honked at me - Damian's car was parked right outside . Chapter 3 37.50 % " Get in , " he said as the window rolled down , revealing his cold face . I didn't even pause . I walked right past the car . " Isabella ! " Damian caught up to me and grabbed my arm . " Are you really still going to keep this up ? " I slapped him across the face . " Don't touch me . You make me sick . " He stood there , staring coldly at me . His gaze dropped to my red dress . His brows furrowed deeply . " Why are you always going against me ? " " Isabella , things used to be so good between us . Can't we just go back to the way we were ? Chloe's injuries were only superficial . The baby's fine . If it weren't for that ... " " If it weren't for that , then what ? " I cut him off . " Would you have killed me instead ? " " Isabella ! What happened to you ? " His eyes filled with exhaustion and resentment . " What happened to me - or what happened to you ? " I stared him down . " Don't forget , Damian . You're the one who betrayed me first . " I was done wasting words . I turned and walked away . He followed me relentlessly . " You were the one who arranged that reporter , weren't you ? You contact her and have the article taken down ! " So that's why he came . " Chloe saw the article and got so upset she nearly jumped off a building . I spent hours calming her down ! Isabella , can't you stop being so selfish ? Don't drag others down with you just because you're hurting . " What a saint - so caring , so noble . I turned around and let out a cold laugh . " Selfish ? I'm not just going to be selfish - I'm going to burn it all to the ground . " Chapter 3 37.50 % D