The servant who went out to water the flowers discovered her outside the door, hurriedly turned around to call for Mo Shiche.
A man dressed in a white shirt and black trousers walked out of the villa.
Standing behind a closed gate, Luo Qiangwei gripped the railing with her slender hand, watching the handsome man approach, "Mo Shiche, open the gate."
"Is the Divorce Agreement signed," Mo Shiche said with an emotionless face, "if so, let's proceed with it now."
"I won't sign it unless you make it clear," she insisted stubbornly, her fingers clenched tight, "I refuse to accept everything you said before, you risked your life to save me, you said you would help me wash my feet, hold me while I brush my teeth, none of these were fake... you love me..."
"I don't love you,"
She didn't speak, just staring at him steadily.
Mo Shiche turned and walked back into the villa.
About fifteen minutes later, he came out again, followed by several servants carrying suitcases.
