I Begged My Husband 99 Times to See Stardust’s Concert novel Chapter 8

Lunch break was over in a flash.

Alexander spent most of it yelling at me, but in the end, he didn't sign the divorce papers.

Didn't return them to me, either.

According to him, an agreement this "unprofessional" had no place in the office.

Wouldn't want to tarnish his reputation, after all.

John would probably cry if he heard that.

Back at the firm, I didn't waste time.

If Alexander wanted to nitpick my work so badly, then fine.

I'd say goodbye to all of it.

I drafted my resignation letter and sent it straight to his inbox.

Didn't even bother putting a physical copy on his desk.

With the sheer volume of emails he got daily, I figured it'd take him at least a couple of days to notice.

I was wrong.

Less than a minute after I hit send, Alexander's office door flew open.

He stood in the doorway, radiating pure rage, looking as cold as his name.

"Claire. My office. Now."

John shot me a look, whispering, "Jesus, did he take a bullet for breakfast?"

"You want me to find a way to get you out of there?"

I shook my head, appreciating the concern.

I stepped inside Alexander's office.

The door slammed shut behind me with a loud bang.

I turned to face him.

For the first time in his life, Alexander completely lost control of his expression. His face twisted into a look of sheer disbelief.

Not something you saw often on his usual stone-cold features.

But it didn't last long.

He jabbed a finger at me and said, "If you hate working here so much, then get out. Right now."

Exactly what I was waiting for.

I smiled brightly.

"Gladly."

And just like that, I turned around to pack up my desk.

For the first time in forever, I felt completely free.