Simp, Who Are You?

Chapter 1 She's back, we're divorced

"She's back, we're divorced!"

Liam Torres, with a pale face, put the divorce papers in his hands and placed them in front of Isla

White.

Isla wondered if she had heard something wrong, and for a moment, felt her eardrums buzzing.

A bright and beautiful face, now looks a little white, looking at the divorce agreement he threw in front

of his own, and his handsome face of cold detachment, frowned and asked: "What do you say? Why

are we getting a divorce? And, who is she?"

He called her into the bedroom to talk about this?

Liam's hawk-like eyes looked at the woman in front of him. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

The only thing in his eyes, which once seemed to be full of love, was endless coldness, and he laughed

sarcastically: "What am I saying, Isla? What are you pretending to be? What is Mila doing to you? I've

already promised grandpa to marry you, why do you want to drive her away? You're a jealous, self-

serving snake woman! Isn't it fun to deprive others of the right to pursue their dreams? Is this your style

of dealing with the young lady of White family?"

He just thought Mila Morris was a good designer of jewelry and wanted to recruit her to his company,

but Isla kicked her out and left Mila in the remote countryside for three years.

Isla frowned incredulously: "When did I kick Mila out? What does her pursuit of her dreams have to do

with me, what am I depriving her of? And what do you mean, you promised your grandfather to marry

me?"

She understood every word Liam said, but why did it all fit together and only made her feel confused?

Liam laughed coldly, "What are you pretending to be? Three years ago you drove her away and used

my filial piety to make grandpa force me to marry you. I've put up with it until today for grandpa's sake!

Now that grandpa's funeral is over and she's back, it's time for this boring marriage of ours to end!"

Isla asked, annoyed, "What the hell are you talking about? Have your brain been eaten by a zombie?

Have you been to the hospital? Honey, stop it, say what you have to say, don't make such jokes with

me, I don't think it's funny at all!"

The corner of Liam's icy mouth twitched slightly.

Brain eaten by zombies? Have you been to the hospital? This woman is still acting so well after all this.

Liam took out his phone, flipped out the text message Mila sent him three years ago, and handed it to

Isla: "Read it yourself!"

Isla took his phone and what jumped into her eyes were a few lines: "Mr. Torres, Miss Isla doesn't like

me, she made some demands on me, so I don't think I'm fit to stay in the capital anymore, and my wish

to realize my dream in the big city will have to be put on hold. I wish you and Miss Isla all the happiness

in the world, and don't look for me anymore.

Just for a moment, Isla felt her heart sink to the bottom.

Mila, the daughter of the White family's nanny, did leave the capital three years ago, but Isla was sure

she hadn't said anything to Mila, hadn't asked for anything, she didn't know what Mila's dreams were,

and she didn't even know that Liam and Mila knew each other!

She looked up at Liam and said as rationally as she could, "I don't know what's going on here, or you

can bring her in and we can confront her face to face!"