My Cold Ex-husband

nd's company. “Mr. Ferrer is still in a meeting, please take a seat and wait a moment.” The secretary was very kind and even served him hot tea. “Thank you, Amelia, you received him with courtesy

ttended prestigious schools and university, but when she arrived, Dorian and Carolina were already shining with their own light and by the time she began to stand out, they were already about to graduate and everyone went her way. “It was at the beginning of the year,” Dorian said, returning his attention to the computer. “I don't remember well, I'm going in for an interview with human resources.” She nodded, but did not continue asking. The food arrived quickly and then they fell into a long, silent lunch period. That was the norm in their two years of marriage, for them, who preferred tranquility, there was no problem, but he felt that something was missing. Amelia turned her gaze to the couple at the next table, who were feeding each other and frolicking. She was envious That was a closeness she and Dorian would never have. For that man, only work and efficiency existed. His life was like a well-geared patchwork, precise and cold. He outlined what should be done at every moment and what should not be done, in a second and without fail. That kind of man just wasn't cut out for marriage. She neither Something happens? Noticing that she was distracted, Dorian looked up. Amelia Trunci He lightly touched his lips and, meeting her dark eyes, smiled and nodded. : "If there is something." “Ding An email came into Dorian's computer and his attention returned to the screen. She smiled. gWhy don't you continue? We'll talk later" "Alright When her husband finished, an hour had already passed. What plans do you have for later?” he asked while putting away the computer. Amelia was surprised for a moment before realizing he was asking her. “I want to go to the bookstore and then come home,” she said. Dorian nodded. “I'll tell Yael to take you, but don't stay too late.” Yael was Dorian's assistant and Amelia had seen him a few times. She nodded. OK" Lunch ended without flavor or excitement. After that, he went to the bookstore and didn't come back until almost five. His mother-in-law, Cintia Ferrer, was still at home, playing with the cat. Seeing Amelia, she said: “Look, they are taking care of you. In everything, you have to eat, drink and go shopping, but you don't know how to make money. Of course, to spend if you do it well and without consideration. Furthermore, you are not even good for having children, you are not a princess, but you behave like one, why do we love you, eh? His voice sounded cultured and pleasant, even with a joking tone. Amelia pretended not to understand and said goodbye before returning to her room. Soon I heard the sound of objects colliding and Cintia's anger. She could imagine how furious her mother-in-law would be; She increasingly missed the freedom she had before getting married. Be independent, not expect anything from others, not have to be hypocritical or put up with anyone. Her mother-in-law had never really accepted her and Amelia knew it. She also understood why he despised her, after all, they came from different worlds. She and Dorian were like heaven and earth. It had all been a mistake. When they married, Amelia was unaware of Dorian's prominent social position. She thought that he, like her, was just a common worker struggling for life. If she had known before about the differences between them, she would never have agreed to marry him, since they had only gotten married to have a baby and there was no love involved. At first, Amelia still had illusions about the future and could tolerate Cynthia's hints when Dorian was not present. But now that she had other plans for the future, she didn't care about her mother-in-law's attitude. Citie, frustrated by Amelia's lack of response and attention, finally left the house after the door slammed. Chapter 1 She didn't feel like cooking, so I ordered something quick to eat. Dorian had to work late and had already sent him a message. The company was still expanding and had a lot of work, overtime was the norm, Amelia was already used to that pace of life. It was after eleven at night when Dorian finally returned home and she was still busy at work. the study. Dorian had grown accustomed to their hustle and bustle. First she took a shower, by the time she returned, Amella had also finished washing herself, she was leaning on the headboard of the be