Mr. Remus Your Billionaire Wife Wants a Divorce

Chapter 12

Neil sneered. “Was that too much? I still haven’t asked you to fulfill your conjugal obligations!” Silvia gritted her teeth. “In your dreams!” “Either you come back with me, or I stay here with you. Pick one.” Silvia took a deep breath. She felt that she could bear with him since it would only take a week. She turned around and walked toward the Maybach on the roadside. Neil stopped her. “Aren’t you going to pack your luggage?” Silvia was unbothered. “I’ll be back after a week, so I don’t need to pack my stuff.” Neil’s expression darkened. He entered the car with a cold expression and did not talk to Silvia. He just picked up a document to read. Silvia casually glanced at the document in his hand. Her expression suddenly changed. “Are you acquiring MY Corporation?” Neil frowned and glared at her. “Weren’t you uninterested in my work in the past?” Disdain flashed in Silvia’s eyes. “You’re speaking as though you would tell me more if I was interested.” Neil recalled the night before when Silvia said that she was going to work. He looked at her and asked, “Did you join MY Corporation?” “Yes. I think you’d better give up on acquiring MY Corporation as soon as possible. You won’t succeed.” Neil was unmoved. “As long as I offer enough money, nothing is impossible.” “You can try.” No matter how much he offered, she would not sell MY Corporation! Neil sensed something off about Silvia’s attitude, but he did not dwell on it. He assumed that she had just joined MY Corporation, so she did not want the company to close down. “What’s your position in the company?” “I’m a cleaner.” Neil was speechless. Silvia saw the disbelief on his face, but she remained indifferent. “If you don’t believe me, just forget it.” Was it not a cleaner’s job to get rid of useless parasites in the company? Neil kept quiet for a few seconds before he suddenly said, “The HR staff in MY Corporation really sucked at recruiting. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have put you in that position.” Silvia snorted. “Losers always look down on others. They can’t succeed, so they feel like others can’t succeed either.” Neil raised his eyebrows. “If I’m a loser, what does that make my wife?” Silvia had no retort. She turned around and refused to talk to Neil anymore. When Neil saw her angry face, he found her slightly adorable for some reason. He even spoke more gently without realizing it. “Your grandfather’s birthday is next Saturday. I’ll go with you.” Silvia thought about it before she nodded and said, “We can inform them about our divorce.” There was a cold glint in Neil’s eyes as he stared at her in annoyance. “Are you going there to celebrate his birthday or make him

angry?” Silvia looked at him in confusion. She frowned and said, “We’ll need to tell them sooner or later. There’s no point in dragging it.” Neil sneered. “You’d better get that fifty million dollars together first before we talk about it!” There was a hint of mockery in his voice. He clearly did not believe that Silvia could obtain fifty million dollars within one week. Silvia looked down without another word. An hour later, the car stopped in front of the mansion. Silvia walked up to the door and entered the password. However, it appeared to be wrong. She turned around with a frown and looked at Neil who was a few steps away from her. “Did you change the password?” she asked. “Yes, I changed it to your birthday.” Bewilderment flashed in Silvia’s eyes before she gave him a mocking look. “I’m sure deep down you know whether it’s my birthday or Ada’s.” She turned back and entered the password again before she pushed the door and walked in. Neil frowned as he looked at her back. There was fury in his eyes. When he changed the password, he had indeed thought of her birthday. It never occurred to him that she shared her birthday with Ada. Silvia walked to the couch and sat down. She saw the divorce agreement out of the corner of her eyes. Neil had ripped it up and thrown it into the trash can. Her eyes landed on it for a while before she immediately looked away as if she had never seen it. Neil approached her with an unwelcoming expression again. “What are we eating tonight?” Silvia waved her phone. “I’m ordering food delivery. You can eat whatever you want.” Neil frowned right after she said that. “Takeaway is not healthy.” “I didn’t ask you to eat it.” “I was trying to say that you shouldn’t eat it either.” Silvia had lowered her head to scroll through the food delivery app. When she heard what he said, she stopped scrolling. She raised her head and glared at Neil. “What will I eat if I don’t get takeaway? Air?” “You can cook.” Silvia fell silent for a moment before she spoke indifferently, “I don’t have the time. If you want to eat, you can cook your own food.” Neil did not respond. He just got up and walked toward the fridge. Silvia was surprised to see this. Although she suggested it, she never thought Neil would actually cook. However, she quickly schooled her features back to calm. She ordered some fried chicken that she liked before she went upstairs and took a shower. She did not go to the master bedroom. Instead, she went to the bedroom next to it. It had its own individual bathroom and restroom. Silvia went downstairs after her shower. She waited for a while, yet the fried chicken never came. She checked the delivery app, which showed that her food had been delivered. Therefore, she called the

delivery driver. When she learned that her food had been delivered twenty minutes ago, she frowned. She got up and looked around. Finally, she saw her fried chicken in the trash can. She ended the call and walked to the kitchen in anger. The moment she reached the entrance, Neil walked out with a bowl of soup. The two of them bumped into each other. As a result, the soup in Neil’s hand splashed out. Seeing that the boiling soup was going to splash on Silvia, he immediately pushed her away. The hot soup ended up on his arm. His skin turned red and blistered instantly. Silvia froze momentarily before she frowned and said, “I’ll get the medical kit and take care of that for you!” After Silvia dealt with Neil’s wound, she proceeded to arrange the medical kit. Just then, she noticed that Neil was staring at her. “I’m sorry for what happened earlier. But if you hadn’t thrown my takeaway, this wouldn’t have happened,” she said with a scowl. After a few seconds of silence, Neil replied, “I just don’t want you to eat junk food. I want you to eat with me.” Silvia was apathetic. “There’s no need for that. I’ll make another order. Neil, we’re divorcing in a week. It’s better for us to keep our distance this week.” Neil frowned. He looked into her eyes and asked, “Do you insist on getting a divorce?” She stared at him with a calm expression and firmly said, “Yes!” “Silvia, I think we can—” “You don’t have to say anything else. I won’t go back on my decision. I’ll give you fifty million dollars in a week. I hope you’ll keep your promise,” she said with certainty after she cut him off. After she spoke, she turned around and left without looking at Neil’s expression. Silvia did not order any more food after she went upstairs. She wanted to avoid meeting Neil downstairs again. She turned on her phone and looked up a website that she had not surfed for three years. Then, she logged in by entering her username and password. A golden circle appeared on the screen. There was a sentence below it that said, [Welcome Back to Full Moon!] Silvia’s expression was cold as she scrolled through the mission list. If she wanted to earn fifty million dollars in a week, she had to accept some missions on this website. Suddenly, a dialog box popped up on the left. It was a message from a sender called Condor. His avatar was in all black. Condor: Are you Iris? Iris: … Condor: It looks like you’re the real Iris. You stopped showing up for three years, so I thought you died on a mission. When I saw your avatar online, I thought you rose from the dead. Condor was a team mate who always did missions with her in the past. However, they would disguise themselves whenever they met, so they did not know each other’s identity in real life. Iris: I’veConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

been busy these last three years. Condor: So, do you plan on accepting missions now that you’re online again? Iris: Yes. Condor: I accepted a mission recently. I need a partner. The commission is fifty million dollars. We can share it after the mission. Are you interested in working on it together? Iris: Send me the details. Soon after, Condor sent her an encrypted document. Silvia skillfully decoded it and sent an [OK] to Condor after she read everything. Condor immediately went offline without replying. Silvia surfed the website for a while longer. She accepted another mission with a commission of thirty million dollars before she also went offline. She should be able to have fifty million dollars once she completed these two missions. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off her chest. After she thought about how she should manage her time, Silvia fell asleep. The next morning, she was awakened by the doorbell. She decided to ignore it at first, but the doorbell kept ringing to the point that it removed any sleepiness she felt. Silvia looked at the time. It was only 6:05 a.m. This person had better have something important! She went downstairs and opened the door. She automatically frowned when she saw Ada outside. Ada was shocked to see Silvia too. Her face turned red with rage. “Why are you here, Silvia?”