The closed curtains blocked all the sunlight. Scarlett Lauren turned over and habitually leaned to her side. However, she did not feel the familiar temperature.

She half-narrowed her eyes and forced herself to sit up. She blushed when she saw the man who was intimate with her last night walking into the bathroom in his pajamas. She could vaguely see scratches on his sturdy back.

She worked hard in bed last night in order to curry favor with Mike. She wanted him to help the Lauren Group out.

Scarlett suppressed the intense exhaustion and spoke in a soft voice,

"Mike..."

The man stopped and turned to look at her.

Although they got married two months ago, her heart would still skip a beat at the sight of his perfect body shape when he just got up with his wispy hair.

The perfect outline, bushy eyebrows, sharp eyes, a height of 6 feet, and well-shaped muscles. His scattered hair reduced his sharpness and he looked a little lazy now.

He always wore a sulky face. Scarlett rarely communicated with him. She often played numb when she had to face him. So, when she needed his help, she could only raise up her courage to look right into his eyes.

Mike pursed his lips and stared at her with his dark eyes. The woman he spent a wild night with was wrapped in a red silk blanket. She was stiff as she squeezed out a fawning smile. "What did you think about what I told you last night?"

Mike's gaze suddenly turned cold.

Scarlett tugged at the blanket on her body and subconsciously crossed her arms. She didn't know whether it was because of the low temperature in the room or because his gaze was too terrifying, she had gooseflesh all over her arms.

"My blood pressure is low," he spoke after a while.

Scarlett looked at him doubtfully. She asked him to help the Lauren Group. What did it have to do with blood pressure?

"People with low blood pressure will get angry easily when they get up, so don't anger me."

After that, he turned and entered the bathroom. The sound of water rang and his handsome figure was faintly discernible behind the translucent glass.

Scarlett clenched her fists and flipped him off. He was so arrogant!

Thinking that she still had to ask for his help, she took a deep breath and restored her gentle expression. She was thinking about countermeasures.

Mike came out of the bathroom and wore a new set of clothes. His snow-white shirt was neat and tidy, complementing his cold and aloof temperament. He ignored Scarlett, who was in the struggle on the bed. He walked to the wardrobe and found a snow-white, handmade suit jacket. Just as he was about to wear it, she spoke,

"Mike, we are married. We are husband and wife."

"Yes?" He stopped and looked at her while he raised his eyebrows.

Scarlett lowered her head, looking at the sheets. She just thought of a bunch of excuses, but now she felt choked under his sharp gaze.

She cleared her throat and didn't look into his eyes, trying to sound gentle. It was said that Mike liked soft women.

"I think husband and wife should be honest with each other. Also, today is my birthday..." She was trying to act flirty and pouty. Although it was a bit disgusting, in order to achieve her goal, she threw caution to the wind!

"Is that so?" His hand that was buttoning up his jacket stopped for a moment.

"Can you give me a present? That is the Lauren..." She racked her brains and tried to persuade him for the last time.

Mike was listening, but the next moment he heard the word "Lauren", he instantly changed face. He said seriously, "As I said, I don't want to hear that word."

The man did not have much patience, and this was a dangerous topic. If she was smart enough, it would be best not to mention it again.

Scarlett was rejected by him again and again, these days. She could no longer pretend to be gentle and finally threw a fit!

"If you don't deal with this matter, we will divorce!"

Even a servant could get tipped. He enjoyed her service in bed, but now just changed into a heartless man so immediately!

As soon as she said divorce, the man rushed to the beside. He lifted her chin with one hand, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

"Say it again?"

The man clutched her chin, revealing endless coldness.

"You'd better take back your words." His eyes were cold, and he began to tighten his grasp. She just said so on impulse, but the man's reaction completely aroused her anger.

"Unless you promise me to help the Lauren Group to get out of this crisis!" Who liked to serve this unpredictable man, they could take her job. She had got enough of him!

"Scarlett, no one can threaten me. You'd better remember this!" Mike pushed her away forcefully. He had a wonderful night, but now the good mood was completely gone.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Scarlett wrapped herself in the sheets and quickly jumped in front of him, extending her arms to block him.

"Mike, I know that we are just forced into marriage. You may not have any feelings for me. But there is a problem with the Lauren family. I do not expect you to solve the crisis. At least, for the sake of my efforts these days, please go and comfort my father. Even if you are perfunctory, it is still fine if you do not invest in any capital, okay?"

Scarlett felt that as long as Mike still cared about their relationship, there was no reason to refuse.

Ever since she married him, she had hidden her true color and tried to curry favor with him according to the information provided by her family.

Not to mention that she even cooked according to his preferences. She hurt her fingers several times! Not to mention that she practiced smiling gracefully day and night. Her facial muscles were almost stiff! Not to mention that she forced herself to be a gentle lady. God knew she was never a lady!

She was a virgin. But to hone her skills in bed, she at least watched hundreds of adult movies! And she had to endure his endless desire sexually. She almost broke her waist! It was deadly painful!

However, she clearly underestimated Mike's cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness. He once again rejected her.

"What has it to do with me?"

His cold and ruthless attitude and annoying expression irritated Scarlett. She could not suppress her anger anymore. She screamed, "If you don't agree, then divorce!"

After shouting, she instantly felt extremely refreshed.

To hell with the so-called noble lady!

The man sneered and said word by word, "If this is your insistence, well, let's divorce."

"Sure! I have had enough of you!"

He turned and strode away. His hand on the door handle, he turned to sneer, "What a coincidence. I feel the same!"

After roaring, Scarlett finally felt satisfied after enduring Mike for a long time.

She walked out of his magnificent house and was as happy as a little bird, which finally was freed from its cage. She even wanted to sing a song to express her joy.

She had enough of acting as an obedient wife to please the man.

But this satisfaction and determination to break away from marriage only lasted for a morning.

When she returned, there was a red palm print on her face. His father slapped her.

"If you dare to divorce Mike, I will not pay for your mother's medical expenses anymore, and will never see her again!"

"Scarlett, I beg you. I want him to come and see me. Just once. I will kneel for you!"

The faces of her father and mother appeared in Scarlett's mind at the same time. She bit her lips tightly and there was no expression on her face at all.

She was not afraid of her father at all, but she had to compromise for her mother.

She stopped and looked at the magnificent and luxurious house under the sun. She took a deep breath. How could she get rid of this heavy cage?

The lawyer sent by Mike was sitting on the sofa. It seemed that he had been waiting for her for a long time.

Seeing Scarlett come back, he immediately handed over the divorce agreement that Mike had signed.

"Both of the sides agreed on the written agreement of ending the marriage. Mr. Abraham will pay you 5,000,000 for compensation. The Golden Pavilion will be under your name."

The lawyer continued to state,

"According to your pre-marriage agreement, Mr. Abraham will no longer have anything to do with you after giving you the real estate and cash check. All your future financial disputes have nothing to do with Mr. Abraham. In addition, Mr. Abraham does not want you to disturb his life..."

The lawyer looked at Scarlett sympathetically. This was what Mike said.

"Please pack your things and leave the house immediately. Mr. Abraham also said..." The lawyer originally did not want to be so cold to a woman, but his employer was powerful and ordered him to deliver the words. "Since you chose your family, you should accept your own choice whatever the consequence is and sign this divorce agreement."

Scarlett didn't listen to what the lawyer said.

She was the one who suggested the divorce, and the reaction of Mike also showed how wise her decision was.

She really wanted to sign it right away. She would rather spend the rest of her life alone than spend the rest of her life with this man.

But...

Thinking about her mother, Scarlett gritted her teeth and dialed Mike's private phone.

The phone rang for a long time, and when she was about to hang up, his indifferent voice sounded.

"I'm very busy. Get to the point."

'Fuck, why are you so cocky?' Scarlett thought. She flipped him off in mind, suppressing the urge to scold him and sign the papers. She tried to sound pitiful.

"Mike, are you really going to divorce me?"

Scarlett's charm resided in her gentle temperament and attractive features. She tried to be sentimental, and her slightly trembling voice could easily arouse the desire of a man to protect her. Even the lawyer who was listening on the side felt sad. If he was Mike, he would definitely be soft-hearted when facing such a delicate woman.

However, Mike was always aloof and unapproachable. Or else, he would be taken down by other women already. Scarlett was still too naive.

"You were the one who suggested the divorce." The man's voice was cold and clear, calm as if he was stating an ordinary matter.

"I..." Scarlett choked.

Hearing his indifferent tone, she found it hard to say her prepared words. Mike always had the ability to render her speechless.

"You what? What's wrong? Didn't you be very determined in the morning?" he said calmly, playing with an exquisite little box.

"Mike, I was wrong. Can you forgive me?" She had to hold her anger.

"No, you have to pay for your words." His tone was cold.

'Do you really think I care about you? You are such an indifferent man!' Scarlett wondered. She tried not to feel sick. Thinking of her mother, she forced herself to plead.

"I will work hard to serve you. Can you give me another chance?"

"If I want to find someone to serve me, I can just find a servant. Why should I need a wife?"

The sharp sarcasm in his tone used up her last bit of patience. She became harsher.

"In fact, you wanted to get rid of me a long time ago, right? We only got together because of the settled marriage. Now the Lauren family is in trouble, and you can't wait to get rid of me! You even blame me. You are really a scum!"

He paused and twitched his lips.

"Finally you show your true colors."

"Mike, don't go too far!" Scarlett was anxious and angry. She was meek and apologized first, but he didn't give her any chance to regret it.

Scarlett was different from her usual self, but Mike didn't get angry. He even smiled because of her flaring up. His movements were gentler when he played with the box.

However, his face turned cold again when he heard her words.

"I beg you, don't divorce. No, it's fine even if you insist on divorcing. I'll sign the agreement. But can you explain to my family? You won't lose anything!"

"No way!" He threw down the box, with a wave of biting cold anger. His voice was like a cold winter. "Sign it and take 5 million. Or just get out of the house with nothing!"

Scarlett was not a good-tempered person. When she said this, she stopped begging him and shouted, "Fine! Do you think I care so much about you? A cold-blooded scum like you deserves to be lonely for life. I don't want to see you again!"

Scarlett hung up the phone, picked up the pen, and quickly signed under the lawyer's surprised expression.

Was she an actor? Just now, she was so weak and delicate, like a little white flower in the wind. Even the lawyer felt pity for her. In the next moment, she turned into a female warrior. Was the person she shouted at just now the rumored cold-blooded Mr. Abraham?

The lawyer couldn't help but think what happened to the last person who dared to speak to Mr. Abraham like this? Was he dead or not...

"Here! Give it to that scum and tell him that I don't want to see him in my life again!"

Scarlett threw the divorce agreement to the lawyer!

She didn't believe she would be driven desperate without the help of that man!

Mike smashed the phone against the wall.

Lily Abby knocked on the door and entered. She was immediately frightened by his livid expression. She bravely handed over the box, saying, "Mr. Abraham, this is the imperial jade that you ordered from Sotheby."

The jade was exquisitely carved, and its color and luster were excellent. It was in the shape of an orchid, swaying in the wind with its head holding high, just like the woman who made him angry.

Mike's expression became even sullener and he casually threw the jewelry box into the trash.

Lily was frightened by what he did. It cost millions. Mike just threw it away. Lily couldn't quite understand.

After two hours, the lawyer handed over the signed divorce agreement.

After confirming that it was her handwriting, Mike threw the agreement on the table with a sullen face.

"Don't let the outsides know for now."

"Yes."

Seeing such an indifferent response, the lawyer did not dare to ask too much.

Mike blocked the news probably because one month later, the Abraham Group would go listed. Businessmen were really crafty and cold-blooded.

"Did she say anything else?"

"Well, yes..." The lawyer looked troubled. The former Mrs. Abraham really said a lot. It was just...

She was a very witty speaker and very sharp. Even he, a professional lawyer, couldn't compare to her. She was too different from her graceful appearance.

Seeing that the lawyer was in a difficult position, Mike said bluntly, "Just remove those swears and insults."

"Then there is nothing left."

Mike was speechless. No wonder he sneezed so many times just now. She must felt greatly satisfied after scolding him.

"By the way, she asked me to give this to you."

He spread out the paper handed by the lawyer. The beautiful handwriting on it was as gentle as the woman had indicated. Only the harsh brush showed a little stubbornness.

This was a delicate menu written by hand.

Chicken breast, marinated filet mignon, fish rolls, and all kinds of pasta...

It was densely covered with words, and he seemed to be able to see the fridge that was stuffed full.

It was in order, from dessert to staple food, according to the preservation time. It could be seen that she had put in a lot of effort. All of these were his favorite meals.

At the bottom corner was the message she wrote.

The humility between the lines made him very angry. Behind all this fake affection was her request-help the Lauren Group.

It was the damn Lauren Group again!

Just as Mike was about to tear up this damn menu in anger, he saw a paragraph on the back.

Compared to the front words which were written sure strokes, this handwriting was much more unrestrained. The words between the lines were like flowing water. If he was not familiar with her, he might not recognize this was her handwriting.

It read, "For Scum Mike..." Seeing this, Mike twitched his mouth.

She called him this behind his back?

He continued reading, "The menu in the front was written by me the day before yesterday. In order to do those, I spent three days without sleep. Just to please you, the biggest scum in the world. But now, I threw them all into the trash can. Without the cooking I made for you, I think you might suffer from stomach ache again."

"I really feel "sorry" for you when I think of the scene of you looking for stomach medicine in the middle of the night. I am going to eat three big bowls of noodles to celebrate, for that I finally don't need to be at your side and get my freedom."

"Goodbye. No, I will never see you again. Farewell, hypocritical and pretentious Mr. Abraham!"

At the bottom was a naughty face.

Mike looked at the "touching" message without any expression.

The lawyer was frightened. He accidentally glanced at the letter and was scared out of his wits.

She was so bold... Was she really not afraid of Mr. Abraham's revenge? He showed no mercy to his enemies. Those who were tortured by him might amount to hundreds of thousands...

Thinking of what Mike might react, the lawyer was afraid of being implicated. He could not wait to leave. Before leaving, he asked boldly.

"I will go to the United States now. You and Ms. Lauren registered abroad. I promise to solve your problem within three days. This marriage will end soon." With such efficiency, he should get a promotion raise, right?

The lawyer tried to please him, but instead, he only got a cold glare from Mike.

The lawyer was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat.

"Get out."

The lawyer did not know where Mike's anger came from and could fetch for the agreement with shaking hands. It was needed to finally get the things down.

Mike pressed hard on the agreement with his slender and beautiful hands to stop the lawyer. He said coldly, his eyes carrying ultimate malice.

"Get out of here!"

The lawyer ran away and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He couldn't help but think of a very profound question.

If Mr. Abraham won't let go of Ms. Lauren even they both signed the divorce agreement, how should he handle the divorce case?

After driving the lawyer away, Mike looked at the cold lunchbox on the table and lost his appetite.

He grabbed the note Scarlett left and looked at it. He ignored those flattering words in the front and focused on those words that showed no respect to him, his eyes softening.

He called back home, and the butler answered the phone with respect.

"Mr. Abraham."

"Did she leave?"

"Yes. As the wet nurse who raised you, please allow me to say a few words. Scarlett is really good. She doesn't put on airs in front of us servants. You have really gone too far this time. Although there is an economic problem in her family, I can't stand you chasing her away like this!"

Only the butler would dare to speak to Mike like this. If it was someone else, they would have died three times already.

Mike quietly listened to her. He did not answer her directly. Instead, he asked.

"She threw the food away?"

"Yes, but not all of them. I saved the rest and put them in the refrigerator." As a wet nurse who had served Mike for more than twenty years, she knew best about his preferences for food. Her heart broke when she saw Scarlett throw the food.

Mike claimed that he had no special requirements for food and refused to admit that he was a foodie.

But all the chefs who had served him knew that Mr. Abraham was difficult to serve.

He didn't eat food from Michelin Restaurant, nor did he like food that was too sweet, too salty, or too spicy. He even didn't cast a glance at those well-acclaimed restaurants.

He was picky about food but insisted saying that he was not.

Every time the chef at home handed him a new week's menu and asked him to take a look, he would always casually say a word.

Whatever.

Mike's temper was even more unreasonable in front of food. A moment ago, he said "whatever", but the next moment, he would throw his bowl in anger and ask people to get out of the way.

Because of this, the hunters found it very hard to find a man to take the job of the head chef position.

The monthly salary was generous, but still, they couldn't find a suitable employee. This kind of predicament only ended after Mike got married. The butler, as the one who was most loyal to Mike, so tried hard to save the dishes because that was the only food Mike would bear to it!

Mike smiled at the butler's reply and his mood instantly became a little better.

He hung up the phone and looked at the grimace Scarlett drew as if he could feel her happiness when she signed.

Mike decided to get someone to send over some of the food she made now. The more he was kept from eating, the more he wanted to eat!

Not see him again? He sneered and dialed a number.

"How's the acquisition of the Lauren Group? Work hard to make it done."

"Scarlett, there will be ample time."