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When Brenda Sanchez left the court, she had two divorce certificates in her hands. However, she was unusually calm.
They had been married for more than three years. Was she sad about the divorce?
Of course, she was. But there was more relief.
Her ex-husband, Miguel Hamilton, didn't love her. Even when he drank too much last night and made love to her for the first time, the name he called was the one of another woman.
Suppressing her depression, Brenda stood by the side of the road and hailed a taxi. After a while, a black Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of her. Through the half-open window, she saw the cold eyes of a handsome man sitting in the driver's seat.
Rich and charming—the perfect description of Miguel.
"The hospital has issued another critical illness notice for Veronica. Come with me to the hospital," he said indifferently after sparing her a glance.
Veronica Ballard. It was that name again!
Even if they had divorced, that name was still bothering her.
"What if I refuse, Mr. Hamilton?" Her voice was soft, but Brenda was no longer as obedient as before.
Miguel frowned. This woman, who used to listen to him, was now blatantly defying him on the first day of their divorce.
Slowly, he raised his cold eyes and stared at her. "Have you forgotten about the current situation of your family? Or do you need me to remind you of the person who caused the car accident that made Veronica injured?"
Brenda's heart sank. She didn't care if her family was going bankrupt, but she wouldn't forget about the car accident three years ago.
At that time, her younger brother, Victor Sanchez, had been in the car with Veronica for some reason. After the accident, Veronica was seriously injured, and Victor didn't want to explain anything about it. Not surprisingly, he was charged with aggravated assault. So at the moment, he was still in prison.
There was one more month left before he would be released.
"If you want Victor to stay longer in prison..." Miguel's eyes darkened as if he was implying something serious would happen.
Brenda was defeated by him with just a few words.
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