A Divorce Make Me Rich

Mavis swallowed her saliva and slowly lowered her eyes, avoiding direct eye contact with Anthony’s penetrating gaze.

She didn’t know what to say, so she turned her back to him and lay down.

She agreed to his proposal of leaving after she rested for the night.

Although they slept on the same bed, it felt like there was a great divide between them – unfamiliar and distant.

Mavis curled up at the edge of the bed. The soft pillow and pure white sheets had a faint fragrance, while the high-quality memory foam mattress allowed her body to relax completely.

Feeling too tired, she fell asleep without realizing it. During this time, Anthony quietly leaned against the headboard and worked on his iPad without disturbing her in any way.

He knew she was exhausted but also aware that she wasn’t entirely comfortable with him yet. He would find a way to give her all the security and space she needed.

Ding Dong –

His phone beeped with a message notification. Anthony opened his iPad and chuckled softly after reading its contents.

The screen displayed Chad’s name along with an emoji of a Shiba Inu dog.

Chad: [So? How did using Malcolm’s method work out for you in wooing your wife?]

Anthony replied diplomatically: [It went okay.]

Chad: [I helped you out big time bro! You gotta show me some love!]

Anthony quickly typed into his keyboard: [I heard Keira has been eyeing that blue crystal mermaid necklace from ANA Jewelry Auction recently. I’ll buy it for you if you borrow it to make a gift of it back home?]

Chad: [That jewelry set is not cheap at all – over 10 million dollars! It’s one-of-a-kind collector-grade jewelry worldwide… You’re really willing to spend so much money on me?]

Anthony furrowed his brows as he read Chad’s message; something about it rubbed him off wrong. What did he mean by “you’re really willing?” It sounded like he was being neglected or something…

Anthony responded sarcastically: [“When has Callahan family ever been stingy? If you don’t want it then forget about it.”]

[Of course I want it! You’re rich enough anyway. I’m just happy taking advantage of your generosity haha~]

[Wait wait wait!]

Chad suddenly realized something as he typed frantically into his phone keyboard,

[How do YOU know that Keira likes that jewelry set?!]

Anthony laughed at how easily amused Chad could be sometimes…

With malice aforethought, Anthony teased him by replying cryptically:

[Guess.]

After sending this message, he locked his iPad screen and turned off the notification sound, ignoring all of Chad’s bombardment of messages.

With a turn of her head, the golden tresses at the end of Mavis’ long hair had somehow fallen onto his arm.

The soft strands of hair were like being tickled by a kitten, making his heart itch.

It was a wonderful feeling.

He looked at Mavis’s sleeping profile and had a moment of realization.

Since when did he start to gradually pay less attention to Lyra and have his gaze constantly fixed on Mavis instead?

He carefully lay down beside Mavis, encircling her soft waist from behind, and slowly closed his eyes, sleeping beside her.

*

It had been so long since Mavis had slept beside Anthony, and in her drowsiness, she almost felt like she had returned to five years ago, when she used to eat, sleep, and spend every moment with Anthony.

During those days, they were very harmonious, with an unspoken understanding and subtle emotions.

The familiar smell of tobacco on the man’s body entered Mavis’ nostrils, gradually awakening her drowsy thoughts.

Opening my eyes, it was already night.

The whole room was enveloped in darkness, the curtains not drawn, allowing the vibrant lights from outside to seep in, faintly revealing the sharp and handsome contours of the man’s face in front of her.

She blinked her eyes dazedly, belatedly realizing that she was being held in Anthony’s arms, and her hand was still resting on Anthony’s… buttocks.

With a just-awakened mind, she briefly thought she was still dreaming. Her fingertips instinctively closed and pinched to confirm.

As she realized what she was actually doing, her whole body stiffened, and even her fingers were rigid. Her clear eyes widened in astonishment for a moment, and then a scream burst out of her mouth.

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She just pinched Anthony’s… butt.

This scream successfully woke Anthony up.

In the blink of an eye, as he opened his eyes, the woman in his arms swiftly moved away, shifting to the edge of the bed as if she had just seen a ferocious beast or a tidal wave.

Anthony had no idea what was going on, but in the midst of turning over, he accidentally switched on the overhead light in the hospital room.

The whole room instantly brightened up, and he saw the astonishment on Mavis’s face.

“What’s wrong?”

Mavis stared at her hands as if she had done something extremely sinful, while Anthony’s expression clearly showed that he had no idea what she had just done.

Her ears turned red quietly, and she felt embarrassed and somewhat ashamed. “Um… I woke up and went downstairs.”

Anthony grabbed her and said, “How about we eat dinner before you leave?”

“I’m not eating.”

Eating? Mavis felt like she wanted to find a hole to hide in. She couldn’t believe she took advantage of him!

Sorry! Sorry!

She shook off Anthony’s hand and turned around, striding out of the room, leaving a bewildered Anthony behind on the bed. Mavis stepped out of the VIP ward and checked her phone for the time. It was dinner time and Raymond should have finished taking care of Moore. Anthony had said he would arrange for a nursing worker, but she wasn’t sure if he had gone yet or when he would arrive.

Her phone beeped with an urgent international message from Bostrain’s company regarding a project report. Mavis walked up to Moore’s room door and peeked through the glass window on it to see Raymond keeping Moore company inside. She realized that she wouldn’t be needed tonight so she quickly sent Raymond a message saying “Thank you” before heading back to Green Grove Apartment to handle work matters.

She worked late into the night until everything was sorted out before finally lying down in bed. It was rare for her to have such quiet moments where thoughts of someone with soft hands came unbidden into her mind causing her to toss and turn restlessly.

The next day, Mavis rushed over early in the morning to visit Moore at the hospital.

“Miss Parker, you’re here so early today?” The young nurse at his ward greeted her warmly.

“Yes, how is Moore doing?” Mavis looked up and recognized immediately that it was one of nurses who had been giving him injections previously; she smiled slyly before asking about his condition.

“Mr. Ulsens moved into VIP ward last night with 24-hour gold-star nursing care arranged by Mr. Callahan himself. His medical care has already been transferred to the nurses’ station upstairs. Didn’t you know?” The nurse replied with some confusion in her eyes.

VIP ward?

So fast…

Mavis was truly amazed by Anthony’s efficiency.

Finally, she had to ask the nurse for directions to find Moore’s new ward. Along the way, she could feel the nurse’s puzzled looks. After all, she had been there for Moore during the past couple of nights. Though the nurse had seen this, the complex relationship between her, Anthony, and Moore was a bit too convoluted for her to explain.

Entering the ward, the morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a gentle glow on Moore’s face. He looked better than he did a few days ago.

“Mavis, you’re here.”

Hearing the footsteps, Moore lifted his gaze, and upon seeing her, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

“How are you feeling?”

“It’s much better now. Actually, you didn’t have to spend so much money on me. The regular single room was already good enough. Why be so extravagant and insist on letting me stay in the VIP ward?” Moore’s lips curved into a smile, but his eyes held a hint of inquiry.

He understood that this ward wasn’t just about money. It wasn’t something Mavis could have arranged in such a short time without Anthony’s help. So he was curious: had Mavis fought for it or compromised?