" Hmmnn!..." Shantelle stretching her arms up and slowly open her eyes. She raised her right hand to block the ray of light from the window that reflects and hit her eyes.
She removed her quilt aside and sit in the edge of her bed rubbing her aching forehead. She felt sore all over her body.
Shantelle get up heading to the bathroom and wash her face before coming downstairs to eat her breakfast. There's Sunnyside up eggs, two toasted bread, hotdogs and a hot freshmilk on a cup. She pulled out the chair and sit.
" Oh! Miss Shantelle, someone send this mail last week. Since you aren't here last time, I just put this on center table but you still haven't opened it yet." Mandy bring the documents and put on the dining table, then she continued tidying the stuffs she just finished wash.
" Ohh..." she tear it up and opened the white envelope and pull off the files on it. She grab and drink the milk while her eyes focus on the files and silently read the content. She flipped over the paper and when she saw what it was, she spill out the milk on her mouth.
" Cough.. Cough.." Shantelle punch her chest slightly and read the content again." Marriage License?". She took a deep breath "exhale and inhale". She immediately leave the kitchen without finishing her food.
She bring the envelope with her. "No no no!.. How could this happen?" She grab the phone and run upstairs. She change her clothes into plain pink shirt and jeans. She hurried get her bag and key.
" Hello, Mr. Jang. Yes. This is Shantelle Tan. Can I meet you now in the coffee shop?" Shantelle asked the person on the other line. "Okay, wait me there." She started her motor and drive out in the villa.
After half hour, Shantelle parked her motorbike and hop out. She saw Mr. Jang soon as she got inside in coffee shop. He is wearing a black suit with a case on the table and he wave his left hand to call over her. She easily find him coz he was sitting next to the glass near in the door.
" Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Jang." She grab the files from her bag and she passed it to him. "I want you to looked about this file for me. If it is genuine or not." she drink the water and looked at him seriously.
Attorney Jang seriously scanned the file and said. " This files are legal, Miss Shantelle. The documents sealed were attached every page. This is legit." Mr. Jang put back the files on her side.
" How come this happened, Mr. Jang? I never signed this docs as I remember." she explained in confusion.
" Well, You know who this guy is.. Or shall I say your husband. Ehmm.."He cleared his throat then continued to speak." He is a powerful man and can do anything whatever he wants. You should be greatful that he married you, Miss Tan."
" Mr. Jang, even he is the owner of this world, I don't feel flattered to be his wife. I don't like him nor love him."She firmly said." I want to file a divorce for him." she insisted.
" What?!.. You want to divorce him? Miss Shantelle many girls are dying to be his woman." He can't believe this girl blurted out. He sighs.
" Send it by tomorrow." She sip the coffee and leave a bill then went out with no turning back.
Afterwards, Mr. Jang called the waitress and pay the bill then leave also at the coffee shop.
In Chiu Tower....
" Mr. Chiu, someone's on the line, he want to speak with you." Aries knock on the door and opened as soon his boss answered.
" Who is it?" Gavin asked him in cold tone without raising his head up. He's eyes was focus reading the document on the table.
" He's Attorney Jang."he replied.
" Okay put it through." He pushed the receiver call on the right of his table and his tone was very chilling." Hello, speak up."
" Uhm, This is Attorney Jang, lawyer of Shantelle Tan. She asked me to make a divorce file for you to sign up." He said straight to the point, he was aware of this man, so he's trying not to make mistakes and to offend him.
" Give it to her and tell her to send it personally here in my office." He cut off the call not letting him to respond farther more.
Mr. Jang was about to say something but the call was ended. He wiped his sweat forehead and into his neck with tissue. "This youngsters very hard to dwell." he thought.