"Logan, this is the divorce agreement. I have already signed it. Please give it to Harrison."
Arianna Lautner summoned up her courage and placed the signed agreement in front of Logan Stella.
Logan roughly looked through it and then sighed heavily. "Arianna, why are you so stubborn? It is understandable that you want a divorce. After all, you haven't seen Mr. Watson in three years. But why don't you want any money?"
Arianna was still a college student and had no parents. It was not wise for her to divorce Mr. Watson at this time. Why didn't she even want a penny?
Arianna scratched the back of her head in embarrassment. She was not hiding anything from Logan, who treated her like a daughter. "I want to... drop out of school."
Logan was stunned. "Arianna, why? Are you in some kind of trouble?"
"No, no. Logan, don't think too much. You know that I... don't like school, so I don't want to waste time."
Well, it was just an excuse... She was the only one who knew the real reason.
She would be 21 tomorrow, and she had been married to Harrison Watson for three years.
She did not want this marriage to hold her back for the rest of her life.
There was nothing to hold on to about a husband she'd never met. This so-called marriage was nothing more than her dad's' wish.
"Sigh! Looks like you've made up your mind. Alright then. I'll hand it over to Mr. Watson today... no, tomorrow."
"Thank you, Logan." Arianna breathed a sigh of relief and gave a lovely smile.
Logan stood up and said sincerely, "Arianna, Mr. Watson is a very good person and I think you're a perfect match for him. Hence, I still hope that you could reconsider it. If you want to go back on your word, call me anytime."
A perfect match? When they were getting the marriage certificates, Harrison was having dinner with a president abroad. The photo on their marriage certificates was a work by PS, and they got married without him showing up.
He used the three years to tell her that he didn't want to marry her. So what’s the use of a perfect match?
After thinking for a while, Arianna took in a deep breath and said, "Well..." She wanted to tell Logan that she wouldn't regret it, but in order not to worry him, she nodded. "Okay."
By the afternoon of the next day, Logan had not receive a call from Arianna. Helplessly, he took out his phone and dialed a number. "Mr. Watson, I've got a document for you."
"Go ahead." The man's voice was indifferent.
Logan hesitated and said, "The divorce agreement."
"..." The man at work paused for a moment.
Oh, he had a wife. He wouldn't have remembered it if Logan hadn't reminded him.
"Put it in my office. I'll go back to Falcon City in two days."
"Yes, Sir."
At Deviant Bar, Falcon City.
As night fell slowly, more and more young people walked into the bar.
Room 501.
Dozens of bottles of beer, white wine, champagne, and many snacks were scattered on the table.
Arianna, who had always been a tomboy, wore a delightful pink lace dress for her birthday. It was really rare! Several girls took out their phones and shouted that they wanted to take a photo with her.
After taking photos with those crazy girls, Arianna had a drink with her classmates happily. This day, she got a whole corner full of birthday presents.
Richard, who was slightly drunk, held a man in his arms and sang loudly, "Take me to your heart, take me to your soul..."
The sharp voice made several girls cover their ears.
"Come, come, stop singing. Let's play a game." Shayla Arnold, a straightforward girl, shouted loudly to the two men who were singing.
Shayla was the oldest girl in Arianna's dorm.
After that, the private room finally quieted down. A dozen young men and women gathered around two long tables and looked expectantly at Shayla.
Shayla always had some exciting games in mind!
"Truth or Dare!" Shayla said mysteriously.
Everyone looked at her with contempt. "Please, this game's outdated!" Richard glanced at Shayla with disdain. He had always been a playboy, so he looked down his nose at this childish game!
Shayla glared back at him. "Today is Arianna's 21st birthday. Let's do something exciting!" Then, she smiled mysteriously.
They were all students. In the past, whoever lost would be asked some questions about privacy or encouraged to do something out of line, such as singing a hard song, carrying or singing a love song with an opposite sex.
The first round began in anticipation. Shayla took a look at Arianna, who was holding a glass of red wine, and then gave the others a look. They immediately understood what she meant.
"The loser of this round should go out, turn right and kiss the first opposite sex he or she meets on the lip! If the one refuses, he or she needs to drink ten glasses of white wine!"
This was exciting! The atmosphere was heated again. Richard sneered and did not say anything more. After all, he knew these guys well.
After rock-paper-scissors, everyone turned their attention to Arianna, who was at a loss.
Arianna looked at her scissor and then the hammer of smirking Shayla. "Crap, I lost!" She thought.
"Shayla, I hate you!" Thinking of the punishment, Arianna really wanted to cry. She was already a little drunk. She couldn't drink anymore!
As everyone burst out laughing, she bobbed her head to the door, took a deep breath and opened it.
She needed to turn right and kiss the first man she met.
She saw a tall and elegant man opposite her. He was dressed in a simple white shirt and a pair of black suit pants. His black leather shoes were shining on the carpet.
His deep black eyes, thick sword-shaped eyebrows, straight nose, and perfect lips all showed off his elegance and nobility.
However, his eyes were filled with coldness and indifference, causing Arianna, who was not afraid of anything, to back down a little.
"Wow, what a handsome guy! Arianna, hurry up! We're all waiting!" Shayla, who was hiding behind the door, whispered to remind her. "That man looks very familiar. Have I seen him before?" Shayla wondered.
Being urged, Arianna took a deep breath and stopped the noble man, ignoring the indifferent aura emanating from him.
When she was closer to him, she found that she seemed to have seen him somewhere before. Then, she shook a little and got rid of that thought.
She boldly walked up to the man, smiled, stood on her tiptoes, and put her arms around his neck. The pleasant male scent immediately came to her nose.
Harrison, who was about to make a call, was stopped halfway by a little girl.
Sensing her sudden approach, he frowned.
It was just... why did this girl look so familiar?
While he was thinking, Arianna gently kissed his slightly cold thin lips.
