Chapter 28

Florence Hail suddenly laughed, and said flatly, "No."

While Evander Graves was stunned, he saw her slowly start tearing up the divorce agreement.

She threw a pair of shredded papers into the trash can, put her hands on the table, and leaned forward.

"Evander Graves, I don't want to divorce you, remember? I'll say it again, I don't want to divorce you."

Before he could speak, she lifted Evander Graves' chin with her index finger, kissed him on the lips quickly, and stepped back to stand upright.

"Good night, dear."

She just left the study, leaving Evander Graves stunned.

He raised his hand and stroked his lips, and there was a faint scent of juicy peach on it, as if there was still the warmth of her lips.

His eyes fell on the trash can, and he was not angry when facing the torn agreement, but a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.