He Signed Our Divorce Without Reading Chapter 07
Grant stared at the divorce agreement, his entire body rigid.
A flash of delight crossed Vanessa’s eyes.
She lowered her head quickly, but I saw it.
“Evelyn, don’t do anything rash,” she said softly. “You’ve been married for three years. You can’t throw that away over one small misunderstanding-”
“Get out,” Grant said.
Vanessa froze.
“Grant, I’m only worried-”
“I said get out.”
His voice wasn’t loud, but it was cold enough to silence her.
Vanessa bit her lip.
“Fine. Talk this through calmly. Please don’t hurt each other because of me.
She walked out with a smile she could barely hide.
The moment the door closed, Grant grabbed the divorce agreement.
“What do you want?”
He flipped through the pages.
“Your position back? More money? Or do you want Vanessa removed from Harbor Point?”
“I don’t want anything.”
“Stop pretending.”
He slammed the agreement onto the desk.
“You stayed quiet all week because you planned to use divorce to force me to back down, didn’t you?”
“Evelyn, I already promised you Europe. I already said I’d put you back in management. What else do you expect me to do to make you happy?”
Even now, he thought this was a negotiation.
I handed him the email from the board.
“My resignation is officially in effect. After tonight, I am no longer an employee of Whitmore Development.”
Grant glanced at the email, and his face darkened.
“I don’t approve.”
“My resignation was submitted to the board. It doesn’t require your approval.”
“I’m the CEO of this company.”
“So what?”
He had no answer.
I picked up the divorce agreement.
“I waived the house, the cars, and every share you own in Whitmore Development. It’s all written there.”
Grant immediately turned to the financial terms:
When he realized I had asked for nothing, his expression finally changed.
“You don’t even want the shares?”
“No.”
When Whitmore Development was first founded, I invested my entire savings and negotiated several of its most important deals.
But every share had been placed in Grant’s name.
Back then, I hadn’t believed a husband and wife needed to keep score.
Now I only wanted to leave.
Grant stared at me.
“You’re going to that international fund?”
“Yes.”
“You’re destroying our marriage for a job?”
I laughed.
“I’m not the one who destroyed it.”
The words hit him.
He looked down at the final page.
His signature was there.
The date was the same day he approved Vanessa’s real estate deal.
“No.”
He snatched up the agreement.
“I never signed this. You forged my signature.”
“You signed it.”
“I don’t remember.”
“You were too busy leaving with Vanessa to read what was in front of you.”
The color drained from his face.
He remembered.
That day, he had signed more than a dozen project documents at once.
I had warned him to read them carefully.
But Vanessa kept rushing him from outside the office.
Grant had snapped at me.
“Stop wasting time. I trust the documents she prepared.”
He hadn’t even noticed that the divorce agreement was sitting on top.
Grant stood silent for several seconds.
Then he tore the agreement in half.
The pieces fell to the floor.
“There. Now it’s gone.”
I looked at him.
“That was a copy. My attorney already filed the original with the court.”
His hand stopped in midair.
“I won’t accept it.”
“Then have your attorney deal with it.”
“Evelyn!”
He grabbed his phone and threatened me in a cold voice.
“Tricking someone into signing a document is fraud. Do you want me to call the police?”
In the past, the word police had always made me back down.
I had been afraid of damaging the company.
Afraid of creating a public scandal.
Most of all, I had been afraid of destroying our marriage.
Now there was nothing left for me to protect.
“Call them.”
Grant’s finger stopped over the screen.
I continued.
“The office cameras recorded you signing every page. Every page carries your signature.”
“Let the police decide which one of us broke the law.”
He stared at me but never made the call.
I opened the door to leave.
Grant stepped in front of me.
“I don’t accept your resignation, and I don’t accept this divorce.”
He gripped the door handle.
For the first time, panic appeared in his eyes.
“You are not leaving this office until you withdraw both.”
