My Ex-Wife Is A Big Shot In Disguise

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Divorce

“Let’s get a divorce.” They had been married for three years, and this was the second thing Leo Palmer

said to her.

The first time he spoke to her was on their wedding night.

She had twirled in front of him in a white wedding gown while holding up the wide flared skirt. With a

broad smile on her face, she had asked him if she looked good.

She certainly had not expected his reply.

“The wedding is over. I will have someone send you abroad,” Leo had said.

After that, she was sent overseas alone for three years.

She never expected to receive such a sentence right after returning to the country.

A divorce on their wedding anniversary.

“Must we get divorced?” she asked. Madison Hale didn’t look up. Her long hair covered her face, hiding

all emotions in her eyes and face.

Only her slightly trembling voice could be heard, which carried a hint of tears. “Can we discuss it?” she

added.

Leo stared at her with his dark eyes for a long time. When he spoke, his cool voice was devoid of any

extra emotions. “You know, if it weren’t for my grandfather being critically ill, I wouldn’t have married

you in the first place.”

Three years ago, Leo’s grandfather, Edgar Palmer, fell seriously ill. His dying wish was to see Leo get

married and start a family.

The marriage did not belong to Madison originally. Madison was a girl whom the Hale family had

mistakenly brought back. At eighteen, Madison had been informed that the real heiress, Sally Hale, had

returned to the family. And she, Madison, had been the one who had occupied Sally’s rightful place.

Everything Madison had enjoyed should have belonged to Sally. The love of the parents, the

indulgence from an elder brother, and even the marriage that had been arranged with Leo since birth.

But Edgar said the foundation of marriage is love. Madison and Leo grew up together. Even if her

identity was false, it was still a fact that they had grown up together. Thus, Edgar insisted that Leo

marry her. The marriage arrangement remained true since the Hale family still recognized her as one of

their family.

That was how she and Leo got married.

But Sally was diagnosed with a two-way emotional disorder and couldn’t stand hearing any mention of

Madison. She could not bear seeing Madison even more. After learning about the marriage, Sally

attempted suicide and insisted on Leo accompanying her, or she would kick up a fuss.

To prevent Sally’s condition from worsening, Leo sent Madison abroad on the second day of their

marriage and left her there without contacting her at all. It was only now that she returned.

Leo handed her a contract. “I’ve already had the lawyer draft the divorce papers. Take a look at them. If

you have no objections, just sign them.”

Madison took the papers from him with her head down. “Can you give me some time to think about it?”

she asked.

Leo looked at her. Her thick bangs covered her eyes. Living alone in a foreign country seemed to have

made her personality more reclusive.

“If there’s anything unsatisfactory regarding assets, feel free to mention it. This villa will be transferred

to your name. I’ll give you a week,” he added.

After saying that, he left the master bedroom.

As his fingers grasped the doorknob, he glanced back at the room. The woman’s slender shoulders

trembled slightly as she held onto the divorce papers. She did not move at all.

Leo’s expression darkened as he closed the door.

The room fell completely silent.

After a moment, a burst of cheers erupted.

“Good riddance! I’m finally divorced!” Madison exclaimed.

She looked at the divorce agreement in her hand and was finally unable to hold back her laughter. Her

shoulders shook even more, apparently.

In the three years since she was sent abroad, she received no messages of concern from the Hale

family and not a word of comfort from her husband-in-name.

Even when she was stalked and almost died out there, she still couldn’t get through to Leo’s phone.

Any love she had for Leo was long gone and buried.

After signing the papers happily, she rolled around on the bed. Her bangs fell from her face with her

long hair. There was no trace of grievance on her beautiful face.

Just as she was about to finish tidying up her luggage, the phone rang.

Madison answered the call with a sweet voice. “Hello, Joe.”

The voice on the other end got straight to the point. “Madison, the group of people who tried to kidnap

you at the airport when you returned to the country has been caught. It was related to that stalking case

from three years ago. Unfortunately, the clues all point to your adoptive parents and also… your

husband-in-name.”

Chapter 1101 Getaway motorcycle

This class was the most torturous class Charlotte had ever attended.

The professor teaching the class seemed to be very familiar with Joe, calling on him to answer

questions.

Joe confidently stood up and answered all the questions correctly.

As a result, the gazes directed at Charlotte and Joe became increasingly ambiguous. Charlotte glared

at

Joe in annoyance.

Joe quickly leaned in and whispered, “You wanted to ride that motorcycle, right? After class, we’ll go.

How

about that?”

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Charlotte’s eyes immediately lit up, “Really?”

Joe nodded and resisted the urge to ruffle her hair.

Finally, when the class ended, Charlotte didn’t give her classmates a chance to gossip and swiftly

dragged

Joe out. “They didn’t follow us,” she said, relieved, as they reached a pavilion.

Joe looked at Charlotte with a hint of helplessness, “Do you really not want people to see us together?”

Charlotte rolled her eyes at him, “Don’t you know your own charm? If those who admire you see us

together, I’m afraid they’ll tear down my dormitory bed.”

Joe looked at her for a moment and suddenly asked, “What about you?”

Charlotte looked at him in confusion, “What do you mean?”

“I have many admirers, are you one of them?” Joe asked Charlotte directly.

Charlotte shook her head straightforwardly.

Joe wasn’t surprised by her answer, just smiled wryly and didn’t say anything more.

He handed Charlotte a pink helmet, “Get on the motorcycle.”

Charlotte was surprised that he had prepared a helmet for her, and upon closer inspection, it seemed

to

be a matching couple’s helmet.

“What’s wrong?” Joe raised an eyebrow at her.

His teasing look was too obvious, so Charlotte gritted her teeth and put on the pink helmet.

What’s the big deal about a couple’s helmet?

Joe’s lips curved into a faint smile as he revved the motorcycle and sped off.

Charlotte, wearing the pink helmet, sat on the back of the motorcycle, feeling the wind rushing past her

ears.

As the motorcycle weaved through traffic, Charlotte silently held onto Joe’s waist, feeling the muscles

beneath her palms.

A mischievous glint flashed in Charlotte’s eyes as her fingers unconsciously moved around Joe’s waist,

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“That’s dangerous!” Joe warned sternly.

Charlotte quickly straightened up and behaved herself.

The two of them quietly savored the wind and the feeling of freedom.

“What are you thinking?” Charlotte couldn’t help but ask.

Joe smiled slightly, “I’m thinking, what’s the use of so many people’s admiration? As long as I have one

person’s heart, that’s enough.”

Although he didn’t specify, Charlotte knew he was referring to her.