OPERATION DIVORCE ME, MR BILLIONAIRE!

Ivory

“Ma'am, you can't go in there!“ Axel's secretary, Klin says running after me as he tries to stop me from barging into Axel's office but I don't give into his pleas.

Even if I was strongly aware of the fact that interrupting Axel while he worked could get Klin fired, I didn't give a shit at this moment.

Bursting through Axel's office door, I find my husband seated behind his desk with his desk telephone over his ears.

Slamming the divorce papers on his desk, I snarled. “Sign it“

Axel's gaze moves from me to his secretary—who already well believed today was the last day of work.

“Excuse us, Klin“ Axel commands. Returning back to his phone call, he says. “I'm sorry, Mr Monroe but I'll have to call you back some other time. My wife just paid me a visit“

Hanging up, Axel glanced down at the papers in my hand. “What are those?“

“Divorce papers“

“And I should sign them because?“

I scoffed in disbelief, “Are you going to pretend as if you can't remember that we had a deal in the first place? I get married to you because you need a wife for a year. After that, we get divorced“

“Oh, it's been over a year already? I didn't know you've been keeping track of time“

“I have“

Because back then I didn't realize what I was getting myself into when Axel Muller, one of the biggest conglomerates in town and a multimillionaire approached me with a deal I couldn't resist.

At that time, I was just a worker at a washed up restaurant. The salary they paid me was barely enough to eat a proper meal in a day.

I had to always chime in my monthly salary to pay the house rent since I was living with my parents or paying my siblings tuition fee.

In short, the money never lasted. So when Axel Muller approached me with a contract marriage to be his wife for a year in exchange for 90k$, I'd embraced the idea—at the expense that we'd get divorced after a year.

The past year as Axel Muller's wife hasn't been a bed of roses. I couldn't do whatever I wanted to do because the press always had their eyes on me. It was restraining to the point that I missed my freedom. My life before this marriage.

So, I counted down to this very day; the day our contract marriage comes to an end.

“I see no reason to deny you off this divorce since we clearly had a deal“ He says. “But, do you remember section 2B of our contract?“

Section what now? I didn't even read the contract at that time.

“Of course, I do“ I lied.

“Then you do understand why I can't sign these divorce papers, right?“

I blinked, confused. “No. I don't understand. Walk me through section 2B again, will you?“

“Section 2B clearly stated that our contract becomes null and void when one