The Impossible Divorce novel Chapter 1

Midsummer, at the midnight,

Just as Sophia came out of the bathroom and was about to fall asleep, her phone suddenly rang and a message was sent in.

There was a sudden fear in her heart, and a chill sprang from her back.

Message at this time...

After sipping her lips, Sophia's face turned pale when she picked up her phone. It was indeed his text message. As usual, it only had a word-tonight.

Sophia stared at the word with a bitter smile. She got up and took off her pajamas that she had just put on for less than a minute, and went downstairs.

The one who texted her was her husband who had been married for two years. He was nominally her husband, but in reality, the relationship between the two of them was more like that between an emperor and a concubine. Whenever he was in the good mood, he would find her.

And whether it was midnight or early in the morning, as long as he said he's coming, she had to cook many home-cooked dishes.

Even though most of the time he didn't eat them.

There were simple three dishes and one soup. When the soup was finally served, the man pushed open the door of the living room.

Sophia stood in the kitchen and looked at him from afar. He was taller than most men, and wore haute couture suit, which made him meticulous, and his temperament even more noble. Especially his exquisite and handsome face was comparable to the face of a deity. A single glance could make an ordinary woman lose her ration.

Sophia was stunned for a moment, and she habitually smiled virtuously and softly said to him, "You're back."

Brady expressionlessly looked at her and stood at the entrance. He didn't say anything and didn't come in. He just stared at Sophia with his cold and gloomy eyes.

Sophia bit her lower lip indistinctly and hurriedly put down the soup bowl in her hand. Then, she quickly walked towards him.

She deftly took out his slippers from the shoe cabinet, bent down, and changed shoes for Brady like a servant.

Putting on comfortable slippers, the coldness on Brady's face did not go away. He walked straight to the dining table and stared down at the dishes with a gloomy expression.

When Sophia saw him like this, her heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

Judging from her experience in the past two years, Brady was in a bad mood.

Sophia did not dare to speak, and did not even dare to approach him. She stood at the doorway with tension, and her clear eyes filled with fear and vigilance.

Brady suddenly turned his head to look at Sophia.

Sophia changed her vigilant appearance and curled her lips into a smile. From the appearance, she was a gentle and obedient wife who could not be criticized. She did not have any sharpness and soul.

She's like a lifeless doll.

It's boring.

The expression on Brady's face was even colder. He pulled a chair and sat down calmly. His superior extraction and the high position he had held in the past two years had sharpened the dignity and majesty on his body.

Just such a casual action made Sophia feel suffocating pressure.

"Come here." Brady said the two words powerfully.

Sophia's mouth tightened. She was clearly so scared that cold sweat fell from her back, but she still walked towards him.

She was so obedient that she couldn't be any more obedient.

Brady was like an emperor who others couldn't guess what he thought. His sharp eyes were staring at Sophia. His thin lips gently opened, and he still only had several words, "Take off your clothes."

Sophia's face turned pale suddenly. Her slender body was obviously tense, and resistance was clearly in her eyes. Her trembling red lips opened, but in the end, she did not say a word.

She bit her trembling lips, stretched out her slender fingers, and unbuttoned her shirt slowly.

She was still as obedient as a puppet.

Her expression and this seemingly obedient attitude were like a thorn that pierced into his heart more ruthlessly than the conspiracy before, causing him to feel uncomfortable all day long.

She doesn't care about him.

This was what Brady cared about the most.

Anyone in the world could not care about him, only this woman could not.

Brady pinched the armrest of the chair harder and harder. But his face was still cold, and his tone was light. Then he said an amazing sentence.

"Sophia, let's divorce."

Sophia's eyelashes suddenly trembled as if she was shocked. She instantly widened her eyes and stared at Brady in disbelief.

Was what he said true?

Did he want to divorce her?

Brady saw that she finally had a reaction and expression. His fingers loosened and a cold smile appeared on his lips, "Since the Allen Family owes me, after our divorce, you will be cleaned out. I will not give you anything here."

Sophia's eyes widened as if she had finally reacted. Her voice was a little hoarse, "You said... really? Are we divorced?"

Brady was satisfied with her reaction at this moment. He was really tired of her unchanging obedience. At this moment, Sophia was the one with a soul.

His lips curled into a playful smile and he said, "Yes, I want you to depart now."

Sophia blinked her eyelashes and paused for a while. Suddenly, she smiled and said happily, "Alright."

"Alright, let's get divorced," she said.