Ex-Husband Begone novel Chapter 72

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Such an outstanding man and son are Bethany’s achievements.

In the future, she would no longer fantasize about Bethany

reentering the animation circle.

Terrence personally saw Cassie off in the car and only entered

the villa after the car had left.

Cassie saw these details in the car.

He was a good man.

As long as Bethany was happy.

Eliza saw Terrence finish escorting the guests and walked

towards him, “Mr. McConnell, Mrs. McConnell was not found.”

Eliza’s voice just fell.

Terrence saw Bethany.

With a low lazy gaze, it fixed on Bethany.

Bethany walked aimlessly, lost in her thoughts.

Eliza turned around following Terrence’s gaze and saw

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Bethany.

She immediately stepped back.

Bethany stood in front of Terrence, her eyes moist, meeting

Terrence’s gaze.

The corners of her eyes were tinged with a light pink.

Terrence pursed his thin vermilion lips and spoke in a deep, cold

voice, “Where did you go?”

Bethany didn’t speak, she averted her gaze and walked towards.

the study.

Terrence unconsciously followed the footsteps of the past.

Bethany calmly took out the divorce agreement she had

prepared from the drawer and handed it to Terrence.

Terrence looked at the striking divorce agreement on the white

paper, and his deep face grew even colder.

“Didn’t you find it boring?”

Bethany put down the divorce agreement and firmly gestured,

“I want a divorce.”

She had had enough of these days.

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Her heart, which could tolerate everything for the sake of

loving him, was ultimately burst.

Terrence smirked, with a cold curve at the corner of his lips, and

gazed at her with a faint look. “Give me a reason, tell me why

you want a divorce.”

“I have already said it.”

She answered him with gestures.

Terrence took a step forward, his tall figure looming close to

her, his gentle and deep voice as if coaxing her, “Didn’t I already

explain it to you? Why do you still have to throw a tantrum?”

He saw her bangs hanging down and reached out to brush her

bangs.

She took a step back and avoided his hand.

Terrence’s hand froze in mid–air, clenched, released, and took

another step forward.

Pressing step by step.

Until Bethany was forced back against the desk.

He held her waist with both hands, exerted a little force, and

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