I glanced at her coldly, "When did you have the right to speak here?"
Linda's charming expression froze on her face and tears burst out of her eyes, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made Belle angry. I'm leaving now."
She had just taken two steps when Chris grabbed her wrist.
"Stop, it's not her turn to make decisions in my office. Stand here today and see who dares to let you out!"
He looked up at me with a provocative look.
"What? You know you're wrong? Come to beg me now? It's too late!"
I clenched the paper in my hand.
"Sorry, I'm here to get the divorce agreement."
The remaining self-esteem made me not want to expose my vulnerability in front of Linda.
After lying subconsciously, Linda's face changed.
She walked quickly to me and took my hand.
"Belle, don't be impulsive. Do you want a divorce because of me? What did I do wrong? I can apologize to you. If it doesn't work, I can resign and leave. Don't quarrel because of me!"
Chris's patience has reached its limit and his tone suppressed anger, "Belle, I said that Linda and I have nothing. Believe it or not! You want a divorce, right? Okay, just don't regret it!"
His tone was furious, "Before you leave, change all the project leaders under your name to Linda, return the bonus to the company and go wherever you want. I will never stop you!"
My eyes were red and I looked at him in disbelief. "That's what I got after countless nights. Why do you want me to give it to her?"
Chris didn't even look at me and turned his back irritably. He lit the cigarette at his fingertips.
Linda saw the right time and bumped into the corner of the table.
Blood instantly seeped out of her forehead and her face turned pale,
"Belle... I have admitted my mistake. I don't want the project, I don't want anything, is that okay? I'm leaving, I'm leaving the company now, don't embarrass Mr. Morgan..."
Before I could react, Chris had already picked me up.
He glared at me and slapped me in the face.
"Belle, Linda has apologized. You're not done yet, are you?"
"It's my patience with you over the years that has made you unable to recognize your position. Okay, if you want a divorce, I'll sign it now!"
The resignation application in my hand fell on the table, overlapping with the divorce agreement.
Chris didn't even look at it and signed three names neatly.
I was left the office when Chris held Linda’s back.
A gust of wind blew by and I wiped the tears from my face.
I went downstairs and took a taxi to the airport.
In the hospital, Chris treated Linda's wound and felt inexplicably irritated.
Thinking of the project that I had worked hard on for half a year, he forced himself to calm down. He knew that the project was the most important to me, so he deliberately mentioned that I should change the person in charge, because he was sure that she would not agree.
In this way, he thought I could refuse the divorce naturally. But he didn't expect that he signed impulsively just now.
After thinking for a long time, Chris sent me a message tentatively.
"There is a problem with the project. Come to the office later and we will talk face to face."
A glaring red exclamation mark occupied the sight.
The next second, the subordinate called in.
"Mr. Morgan, it's bad. All the projects of the company have been poached!"
"The other party used the same plan as us and even knew our bottom price!"
