Chapter 1 Lets Get a Divorce Early winter drizzled over Javerton, The senior patriarch of the Zimmerman family, Jos Zimmerman, had passed away a month ago.
Charlotte Ashton stared at the marriage agreement on the table.
The three-year term had just ended.
Resting her chin on her hand, she twirled her pen and sketched on a piece of paper, looking a bit absent-minded.
No one would have guessed that she was, in fact, the wife of the Zimmerman familys eldest grandson in Javerton.
It was truly absurd.
Three years ago, she needed money, and the Zimmerman family needed someone to marry into their family, hoping it would be their charm for good fortune.
So, she was chosen by Thomas Zimmerman.
All the formalities were handled by a secretary, and afterward, Charlotte was brought into the Zimmerman family.
Throughout the process, Charlotte never even saw what Thomas looked like.
Thomas only gave Charlotte money, and Charlotte only needed to please Jos.
When Jos passed away, this unseen wife naturally stepped out of the picture, having no claim or reason to attend the funeral.
It was only then that Thomas returned.
A perfect miss.
Charlotte let out a scoff.
The name Thomas happened to be scribbled on her original sketches.
Charlotte promptly crossed it out with large Xs.
She assumed Thomas must either be disabled or so disfigured that he had no choice but to keep himself carefully concealed.
But Charlotte didnt dwell on it.
She put the prenuptial agreement away and found Thomas phone number.

This was the first time in three years that Charlotte took the initiative to contact Thomas.
And it was oddly awkward.
The phone rang a few times before it was finally answered.
Thomas speaking, whos this? Charlotte Ashton, Charlotte immediately introduced herself.
Charlotte Ashton? Thomass tone sounded puzzled, but soon, a deep, baritone voice followed, Its you.
Charlotte let out a casual Yeah, showing no trace of fear, probably because they had never met.
Do you need something? Thomas sounded a bit cold.
Yes, Charlotte responded seriously.
Lets get a divorce.
Thomass eyes narrowed slightly, turning sharp in an instant.
This divorce was bound to happen, but he hadnt expected Charlotte to bring it up first.
Charlottes soft voice continued in Thomass ear.
The three-year term is up, Mr.
Jos has already passed, and I dont need to act as your wife anymore to keep him happy.
She paused before finishing, So, isnt divorce perfectly fitting now? It all seemed premeditated.
Even the words she spoke sounded like theyd been rehearsed countless times, leaving no trace of nervousness.
For a moment, Thomas experienced a fleeting illusion.
It felt as though the person speaking wasnt Charlotte but a business rival locked in negotiation with him.
The sensation was profoundly unsettling.
Yet, out of pride, Thomas refused to reveal any emotion to Charlotte.
His voice became even colder.

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You want a divorce? Charlotte remained calm and unhurried.
Dont you? It was as if the question had been thrown back to Thomas.
Thomas let out a sneer.
Fine.
Mr.
Avery will contact you tomorrow.
Avery Scott was Thomas personal lawyer, and it was Avery who had prepared the marriage agreement when they married.
So Charlotte was no stranger to Avery.
Charlotte nodded and murmured, Alright.
Thomas didnt say anything more and hung up the phone.
Charlotte stared at the disconnected phone, shrugged, and looked indifferent.
There was nothing unusual about it.
After all, aside from their marriage certificate, they were little more than strangers.
To be fair, in the three years of marriage, Thomas had been generous with money.
Charlotte never had to worry about her daily life, and she had unlimited credit cards.
But the emotional distance between them was vast, perhaps even colder than her relationship with the neighbors Samoyed.
After speaking with Thomas, Charlotte picked up her phone and sent a WhatsApp message, Im getting a divorce.
There was no reply.
Charlotte wasnt bothered.
Soon after, she lowered her head and focused on her drawing again.
… The next day, before Charlotte could even make it to the office, her phone rang.

She glanced at the screen and it was Avery calling.
Charlotte didnt hesitate and answered, Hello, Mr.
Avery.
Hello, Mrs.
Zimmerman, Avery responded, still addressing her formally, Mr.
Thomas asked me to inform you that you are to come to the office at nine in the morning to sign the divorce agreement.
Alright, Charlotte replied with a hint of resignation.
Avery promptly ended the call.
Charlotte called a colleague, apologized to a client, then exited the subway.
Navigating by memory, she switched lines and arrived at Averys office just before nine.
This was Charlottes second time here.
The first had been before her marriage to Thomas.
After sitting down, Charlotte realized Thomas wasnt there.
It made sense.
Since he hadnt even bothered to show up to sign their marriage agreement.
Avery was efficient and quickly placed the divorce agreement in front of Charlotte.
Mrs.
Zimmerman, this is the divorce agreement.
If there are no issues, please sign to confirm, and I will handle the other formalities, Avery said in a professional tone.
Charlotte nodded and looked down at the few pages of the divorce agreement.