The CEO Gets What He Wants

It was eleven o' clock on a Monday morning.

Avery had never expected to receive a call from Dylan himself, asking her to wait for him in front of City Hall so

they could file their divorce.

She was initially taken aback.

I thought I'd have to go through hell just to end our marriage or that he'd insist on a tough lawsuit. Who knew he'd

decide on this so easily?

Despite clearly knowing that she would invite more criticism by applying for more leave—due to having already

taken so many days off in the past—the woman ultimately endured her department head's glare and requested

another day off. She was just so desperate to leave her marriage at this point.

Then, she hastily made her way over to City Hall.

Avery stood by the roadside and glanced at her phone anxiously. He's still not here yet. Is he backing out at the last

minute?

Yet, she spotted Dylan's silhouette coming her way just as she was about to give him a call.

The man looked dashing as usual, his eyes exuding a radiant glow as always. The sight of him making countless

women turn their heads to look at him and smile bashfully as he walked past made Avery shake her head in defeat.

These girls obviously have no idea what he's capable of behind those charming looks. He's the epitome of a wolf in

sheep's clothing.

The more Dylan neared her, the colder Avery felt.

Her limbs stiffened as a tense feeling spread through her.

Perhaps whatever happened that night was far too traumatizing and humiliating for her as she could never forget

how he had nearly violated her back then.

Dylan stared at Avery in a daze.

She looked as gorgeous as always, but today, the chilly weather had resulted in a thin layer of frost on her long

eyelashes, making them look like butterflies fluttering their wings whenever she batted them.

Dylan had thought he should give up on the woman who had absolutely no feelings for him, but his heart couldn't

help but beat faster as he saw her like this.

He even began to tell himself, If she treats me just a little better or pays me more attention, I would never let go of

her even if Cayden puts me behind bars again! I'd gladly fight to the death with him over her!

Yet, the woman's words immediately shattered his calm. “Now that you're here, let's get this over with.”

Dylan kept his eyes glued on her, not wanting to look away.

He grabbed her by the arm, unable to conceal the rage in his voice. “Do you want to leave me that badly, Avery?

Are you that looking forward to throwing yourself into Cayden's arms?”

“What are you trying to do in public, Dylan?” Avery jumped in surprise at his sudden outburst.

She tried to shake him off, only to be held more tightly and pulled into his embrace.

“Don't do this, Dylan!” she murmured while trying to shove him away. “I told you we're not meant for each other.

You'll definitely find someone else whom you can get along with better.”

Dylan's lips thinned as his expression clouded over.

He despised the words “not meant for each other” so much and was on the verge of cussing.

He caressed her tender face with his cold fingers. She looked so pure and sweet, but the repulsed expression on

her face filled him with despair.

The man thought he had done so much for her, even going against his own parents and family for her sake. He

believed she was as cold as ice, and it was his onus to make her warm up to him.

Little did he realize that this woman's heart was colder than a glacier.

Avery balled her hands into fists and stomped on Dylan's foot with the back of her high heel. “I'm leaving you no

matter what, Dylan. If you refuse to get it done today, you can go home and wait for my lawyer's letter, but I

believe none of us would benefit from a falling out like that!”

Avery was firm in her decision to get a divorce.

She had to end this miserable relationship no matter what it took. Being forced to stay with him was nothing but

torture. Her words stabbed into Dylan's heart like a knife.

Gazing at the determined look on her face, he suddenly let go of her. “Okay. Let's go.”

She feels nothing for me, so forcing her to stay will only make her hate me more. Why bother?

The man strode into the building, looking utterly desolate.

Avery froze for a second before following him quickly.

There were more couples filing for divorce than those registering their marriage here at City Hall.

Standing in line before Avery and Dylan were three other couples.

The first in line was a middle-aged pair, where the man was short and stout. He looked far from attractive. The

woman next to him was lanky and had a frown on her face. Although she looked to be only in her forties, she

already had a head full of grey hair.

Acting as their mediators, the two staff members asked them why they wanted to divorce each other.

The short man slammed a hand on the desk in response. “Why the h*ll do you care? If I want a divorce, I'm getting

one! I'm tired of looking at this hideous b*tch all day! Look at the way she dresses; it's embarrassing!” he snapped.

“Everything would've been fine if she'd just stayed home and watched the house, but she keeps poking her nose

into every event I attend! Why should I still keep someone like her around?”

The woman's tears began to flow down her cheeks as her husband insulted her in front of all these people.

“How heartless could you be, Harold?” she yelled while pointing at him. “You were just a nobody all those years ago

and couldn't even afford a fancy meal, but I still chose to marry you! And now, you've been going around chasing

other women? You even brought a hooker home with you! I must be blind to have fallen for a scumbag like you!”

Unable to tolerate her retaliation, the man flew into a rage and began to slap her multiple times.

The woman fell to the floor in a heap and burst into tears, but that didn't stop her from screaming at him.

Chaos broke out as everyone's gaze fell on the couple.

Even Avery couldn't help but sigh.

In today's marriages, women—especially middle-aged ones—were always at a disadvantage.

Without a career of her own and having to dedicate her entire life to her husband and children, a woman like that

might end up unable to care for herself and eventually lose her sparkle. As time passed, the man might grow weary

of her, leading to unhappiness in their marriage—just like this couple who had now turned against one another

completely.

Seeing that, Avery swore to herself that she would never give up her career even if she were to end up with

Cayden.