I Want a Divorce

"Go ahead," Bill handed his ID

card to the assistant.

"Yes, Mr. President..."

The assistant was about to say "Mr.

President," but a sharp look from Bill made him swallow the words.

He quickly corrected himself, "Yes,

sir. Please wait a moment."

Wiping cold sweat from his forehead, the

assistant walked ahead. Seeing that the suspect was some distance away, Juliet

lowered her voice and asked, "Is there anything else you need my help

with? Should I just follow you?"

Her voice was so low and sneaky that she

almost seemed like a thief.

Bill frowned.

"Everything is arranged! The marriage

registration is just a formality. But if you're regretting this now, the door

is right in front of you, and you can leave immediately."

Bill's voice was cold, and his expression

was serious.

Is this woman really the perfect

daughter-in-law his mother had spoken about?

Why does she seem so strange? And a bit

pretentious too?

If she didn't want to be here, she

shouldn't have come! And now that she’s here, she's

putting on an act! She better not slip up in front of him!

"Hehe, you're really funny."

Juliet deliberately lifted her face,

flashing a bright smile.

She thought of it as acting for the suspect’s benefit so that he wouldn’t suspect she

was really there for the marriage registration and not following him.

But in Bill's eyes, she had already given

herself away just from a little scare!

This kind of woman couldn’t fool him!

"Mr. Bill, you can go in now."

The assistant returned with their ID cards.

Noticing the tense and awkward atmosphere, he wisely stepped back, waiting

until Bill and Juliet had entered the VIP room before he let out a sigh of

relief.

Once inside the VIP room, Juliet followed

Bill's instructions, taking photos and filling out forms. Bill never once

looked at any of her information; after all, she was just someone he was

marrying to complete the task. He didn’t need to know

too much about her.

Today was also the first time they had met!

All he knew was that she would be wearing a

beige coat and carrying a brown backpack at the entrance of the Civil Affairs

Bureau in the northern part of the city. After the registration, he would go to

a meeting. To him, having a wife wouldn’t affect his

work or life in any way.

Juliet suspiciously filled out all the

information, still thinking this was all arranged by her superiors. After all,

Bill had said it was just a formality, meaning it was supposed to look real

enough to fool the suspect. Otherwise, if the suspect knew he was being

followed, it would be difficult to investigate him further. Juliet pretended to

look around the information board, her pupils suddenly contracting as she

spotted the man in the black trench coat staring at her from a corner.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Juliet

realized she had to go through with this marriage for the investigation and her

own safety. She could get a divorce later. She glanced at the corner again—he was still there! She tugged on Bill's sleeve and glanced at the

corner, "Is the marriage certificate ready?"

A red marriage certificate was tossed in

front of her by Bill.

The registration officer, with a

professional smile, congratulated Juliet, "Miss Juliet, Mr. Bill,

congratulations."

Although she felt that this couple didn't

seem very happy, she continued with the process as usual.

Almost as soon as they received the

certificate, Bill stood up to leave. But when he heard the officer say Juliet’s name, he suddenly turned to look at her.

"Juliet? Who’s

Juliet?" Bill asked, confused.

Juliet: "???"

Officer: "???"

Frowning, Bill opened the red certificate

in his hand, and there, in the bride's column, was the name Juliet.

Bill was stunned.

Was Juliet really the woman he was supposed

to marry? Something didn’t seem right!

Just then, his mother called. Bill

answered, and his mother’s voice came through,

"Bill, did you finish the registration with Honey?"

Bill: "Just finished. I’ll talk to you later."

Bill hung up the phone, his expression

changing. After calming himself, he walked back to the registration officer,

handed over the red certificate, and with a darkened face, said,

"Hello, I want a divorce."

Juliet: "..."

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