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Chapter 52 Divorce Agreement

Mrs. Aaron was furious. She pushed Aiden away.

“Is this the vixen who seduced you?”

Mrs. Aaron pointed the whip at Monica. Aiden knew better than to admit. He quickly denied.

“No, she’s just my goddaughter.”

“Fuck that shit!” Mrs. Aaron interrupted.

Mrs. Aaron walked up to Monica

“Bitch, don’t ask me who I am How dare you seduce my husband? You think I won’t kill you today?” Mrs.

Aiden raised the whip again

Monica’s aching forehead begun sweating. The place where she was hit by the whip stinged like fire.

She hastily knelt down and begged for mercy.

“Godmother, you really misunderstood. I’m not seducing your husband. Today’s my husband and I

anniversary, Godfather was just invited as a guest.”

Patrick hated Monica so badly. He really wanted leaving her to get beaten to pulp. But, Hart’s medical

needed urgent funding.

Patrick quickly moved forward.

“Mrs. Aaron, it’s true. She’s my wife, today’s our anniversary.”

Mrs. Aaron slowly lowered the whip in her hand. She stared at Aiden who nodded his head in a bid to

confirm his innocence.

Mrs. Aaron snorted.

“Aiden, when did you become someone else’s godfather? Didn’t I only give birth to one daughter?”

Aiden suddenly went speechless.

Some whispers were now heard in the room.

Aiden swiftly hugged his wife and comforted her.

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“Babe, if you don’t like it, then i won’t refer to her as my goddaughter again. I won’t have anything to do

with her anymore, don’t be angry. Let’s get

out of here.”

Hearing Aiden’s words, Monica felt her heart ache. Her only foundation had just been broken.

Mrs. Aaron held the whip.

“Then let’s leave. I don’t ever want to see this bitch.”

Mrs. Aiden took Aiden and walked towards the door.

But few step into their journey, the screen in the hall had suddenly lit up and a video popped up.

In the video. Monica twisted comfortably on the bed in the warmly lighted room. Aiden and a well known

director were laughing lewdly.

The Monica in the video was still very young. It was far back before she had become an actress.

Another video played in succession. It was also in the same room, Aiden brought some buisness

executives,

“This is my goddaughter. You can enjoy her as much as you want, just don’t forget to inject money into

Hart’s medical. Although she’s married and now a mother, she’s still very tasty, I can attest to that.”

The second video was taken after Monica had gotten married.

Monica who was sitting on the tiled floor had watched the videos with disgust in her face. She wondered

where the video came from and who also played it.

The hall was suddenly engulfed with heat, Monica felt as though she had been pushed into the abyss by

a strong hand. It was dark and cold.

She had never felt this way before, it was despairing.

Aiden panicked and said to his wife,

“Babe, I can explain…”

Mrs. Aiden whipped Aiden with her whip, then rushed forwards to Monica, she used the whip and

slapped mercilessly on Monica’s body.

“I’ve seen alot of bastards. But you’re the first that I’ve seen who’s so slutty. I’ll make sure to kill you

today.”

Monica screamed as the whip landed perpetually on her body. She made to avert the whip, but Mrs.

Aiden was precise and didn’t miss her target. Monica rolled on the floor in pain, begging for compassion.

But no one made a move to help her.

Patrick felt his legs wobble and he fell to the floor. Everyone in the hall swiftly took out their phones and

made a video..

Olive stepped side and watched coldly.

No one could give a specific account on how the anniversary ended, but it did end.

Patrick was sitting in his study as he smoked a cigarette. His butler walked in and said.

“Sir, this doesn’t look so good. Many companies have terminated their contracts with Hart’s medical. Not

only have we not made up for this short chain of funds, we’ll soon face bankruptcy.”

Patrick had been smoking relentlessly. He paused and questioned anxiously,

“Why did they cancel their contracts?”

“Sir, ain’t you aware? Everyone knows Monica’s scandal. She used to be a resourceful person in the

entertainment industry. But now, people are of the notion that she achieved all that she did, just because

she was having an affair with the producer.”

“And, our clients of Hart’s medical do not want to be associated with such scandal. You do know that

ma’am Monica did always accompany you wherever you went.” The butler spoke respectfully.

“Those clients were really scared. So they terminated their contracts with us overnight. They didn’t want

to be dragged down with us.”

“There’s more.” The old butler hesitated.

Patrick threw the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and muttered calmly,

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“What else? Speak.”

“Also, sir, you’re also on the tending search. Everyone is questioning and ridiculing you. They’re curious

to ask if you did really use your wife to sleep with people for money. But in the end. I’m still worried about

you. I sincerely urge you to carry out a DNA test on Miss Pamela and Gabriella, so you’ll be certain that

you aren’t raising someone else’s child.” The old butler spoke leniently, chosing his words with caution.

He hadn’t tell Patrick that the entire Netizens were calling him stupid.

Patrick stopped smoking. A few seconds later, he brushed all the documents on his desk to the ground

and smashed the ashtray into the wall.

He stood

up and began kicking the table and chairs. His entire body was like a wild beast that had lost control.

The things he cared about the most in his life were ruined. Hart’s medical was on the verge of

bankruptcy.

It was a because of Monica. She had hurt hum badly.

The old butler had never seen Patrick look so infuriated. He was frightened and backed away slowly, not

daring to utter a words.

Patrick was exhausted so he stopped. His eyes were reddened as he looked at the old butler.

“Where’s Monica?”

“Ma’am Monica was beaten to pulp. She lying in her room now.”

Patrick touched his face with his hands.

“Tell my lawyer to draft out a divorce agreement. I want to divorce Monica immediately.”

Monica was lying on the bed in her room, her face pale and gloomy. Her eyes were swollen and her body

bruised.

The door was kicked open and Patrick walked in.

“Patrick, help me. I’m in pains. The pains is killing me, please send me to the hospital.” Monica pleaded

weakly for help.

Patrick threw the divorce agreement on her face.

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