Capítulo 2108: Chapter 2120: To Sign or Not to Sign
Taking the docunt handed over by Tom Nelson, Dylan Wellington glanced over it briefly, and his dark eyes deepened.
It’s really the sa old ga of playing hard to get.
From the first day he t her, there hasn’t been one day she’s behaved properly.
This act of playing hard to get, who knows how many tis it’s been played out?
However, Dylan Wellington also admitted, perhaps it’s precisely because of this constant confrontation that Skye Brown seems a bit different.
This woman is very clever; she knows how to do it so she can keep him interested.
Even after successfully sitting on the throne of Mrs. Wellington, she still has to cause trouble…
Truly, she wouldn’t know how to be obedient unless she’s causing a fuss.
“Divorce application, fine… I just happen to dislike being tied down. If she wants to leave, let her; as long as she doesn’t regret it.”
Saying that, Dylan Wellington took out his pen without hesitation, ready to sign.
“No, you can’t divorce!!!”
Mrs. Johnson snatched the pen from Dylan Wellington’s hand, stopping him.
“Ian, Skye Brown is a special woman for you, I will not allow you to divorce…”
Skye Brown is the only woman who can get a reaction from her son, who can reignite his vigor.
No matter if it’s for the happiness of her son’s future or to have an heir, Skye Brown, this daughter-in-law absolutely cannot leave the Wellington family.
“Mom, didn’t you dislike Skye Brown? You were the one who drove her away yourself, our divorce goes exactly as you wished.”
Dylan Wellington’s tone was very cold.
At this mont, he was annoyed; no matter how stern he appeared, deep down he was already thinking of causing trouble for a certain troubleso woman.
“No, no… Mom likes Skye, likes her. It was wrong to drive her away before; if you mind, mom can go and talk to her, coax her back.”
“Heh, coax?” Dylan Wellington sneered, the curve of his lips exuding a sinister charm.
“I, Dylan Wellington, don’t need to coax this kind of woman… Give the pen.” He said, stretching out his hand, fingers long and defined.
Just like that, spread out in front of Mrs. Johnson, with a cold, undeniable aura.
“No, I won’t give it…”
Dylan Wellington’s presence was heavy and cold, carrying an irresistible finality.
But Mrs. Johnson, after all, is Dylan Wellington’s mother, and has been in her position for many years, even if faced with her son’s frighteningly cold glare that seed to freeze people in place with its intensity.
For the sake of her son’s happiness, she still did not want to compromise.
“Give it to .” Dylan Wellington spoke again.
This ti, his voice was a hundred tis colder than before.
“No…”
Before Mrs. Johnson finished speaking, she heard Dylan Wellington command, “Tom Nelson, give your pen.”
Tom Nelson, as Dylan Wellington’s subordinate, of course did not dare to refuse.
But Mrs. Johnson was right beside him, inferring with her eyes, putting Tom Nelson in a dilemma, with his scalp tightening in tension.
He could only slowly take out the fountain pen and hand it over.
Affected by Mrs. Johnson’s gaze, he still tried to advise, “Young master, the Madam might just be acting up, throwing a little woman’s tantrum. How about I give her a call first, feel her out? Or, young master, you could coax her yourself? Maybe if she hears a few kind words, the Madam will stop acting up.”
Won, aren’t they all like this?
When they can’t get their husband’s attention, they like to cause a scene, like to make a fuss.
They won’t stop until the husband focuses on them again.
Mrs. Wellington deeply resonates with this.
Back when she first got married, wasn’t it the sa? She was constantly causing trouble with Mr. Wellington.
The more they fuss, it actually represents how much they care about each other.
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