Chapter 22: I Want a Divorce

Amy sighed and said, "I'd been curious about what you look like"

Paul pursed his lips, waiting for her to continue.But Amy fell silent.

Her eyes fell on the books on the table again.Paul was a little depressed.

"Is she disappointed about my appearance?’

"I didn't mean to hide it from you.I can see that you don't care about me, so there's no need to explain it
to you."

Paul thought she knew that he was her husband, However, Amy meant she knew his identity as the
president of the Grand Group.

But surprisingly, this conversation was not strange at all.

"Mr.Howard, I don't mean to blame you.You don't need to explain to me." Paul looked up at her.

"You call me Mr.Howard?" Amy twitched her mouth.

'Then what should I call you?"

He took the glass, rubbed it with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "You can call me Paul.You're so
distant from me.Old Mr.Howard won't be satisfied"

Amy almost choked on the water in her mouth upon hearing it.

She smiled awkwardly and did not reply.

"Don't you want to do it?" Paul's brows furrowed.

Amy suddenly felt confused about his words.



‘'Does he take a fancy to me?’’ She coughed, "Mr.Howard, I think you might have misunderstood.I don't
like you.So I can't call you that."

Paul's eyes narrowed and his fingertips paused.

"I know you don't like me.You have someone in your heart, so I won't force you to call me honey.’’
Amy's eyes widened in an instant.

‘'Come on, I've been married.I can’t believe this man to be so shameless!’’ She stood up with a
stiffened face.

"Mr.Howard, I have something else to do now.If you want to rest here, do as you please.’’ Paul lowered
his eyes.

"Amy, do you know who you're talking to?" Amy thought he was ridiculous.

"Should I call you Paul or honey? Mr.Howard, to be honest, I shouldn't have offended you right
now.After all, I'm your employee.I may lose everything because of an order from you.But Old
Mr.Howard is very kind to me.I don't want to do anything to hurt him.If you insist on that unreasonable
request, I can only say sorry to you." Paul stood up angrily.

Was it so difficult for her to call him Paul? Countless women waited to get close with him, but she
refused it firmly.

Moreover, it seemed to be humiliating for her to call him Paul.

The woman kept saying that she cared about Nicholas, but she refused to pretend to be close with him
to make Nicholas happy.

His face was as cold as frost, and his jaw was tense.



"l won't force you if you are unwilling to do it.I'll explain it to Old Mr.Howard."

Having dropped that, Paul strode out of the office.

"What did he mean by that?’ Amy was totally confused.At night, Amy received a call from Old
Mr.Howard.

"Amy, come over for dinner tonight."

"Sure, I'll be there on time."

After work, she hailed a taxi to Old Mr.Howard's mansion alone.

When she arrived there, Paul happened to reach there in a black Bentley.

‘‘Why is he here?’’

The door was pushed open from the inside then.

Many servants were trimming the plants.

The white marble pavement about six meters wide reached the main house.

She humbly followed Paul in and found no other guests except them.

At the moment, Old Mr.Howard came down slowly from the second floor, leaned against a sofa and
glared at him.

Paul ignored Old Mr.Howard's glare and sat down at the table.

Old Mr.Howard's face twisted in anger.

"Hello, Old Mr.Howard." Amy greeted politely.



Her action instantly made Old Mr.Howard feel better.

"Amy, sit down.I have something to tell you two tonight."

Amy was a little confused why Old Mr.Howard mentioned "you two."

At that moment, Amy's phone rang.

She took it out and wanted to hang up.

But when she saw the phone number, her face turned pale.

"Sorry, I need to take this call? The call was from the hospital.” Amy realized that her grandma might be
in danger.

"Amy, your grandmother's condition has suddenly worsened.She is in the emergency room now.We're
not sure whether she can be out of danger this time, so you'd better come.’ Amy was ina daze.

Her eyes were filled with tears.

She looked calmer though she was going to break down.

"Old Mr.Howard, I gotta go.I'm sorry.” Amy then picked up her bag and strode out.

Old Mr.Howard followed behind with the cane.

Seeing that Amy was so anxious, Old Mr.Howard beckoned to Tim.

"Tim, give her a ride."

Tim nodded and caught up with Amy.



In the living room, only Old Mr.Howard and Paul were left.

Old Mr.Howard lost his appetite.

He wanted to have a good talk with Amy and Paul, but Amy met an urgent situation.

"Grandpa, I want a divorce." Paul suddenly said casually.

Upon hearing it, Old Mr.Howard lost his temper and hit fiercely at Paul's back with the crutch.

Paul didn't dodge it.

"Since you married Amy, you've never told her about your identity.Now you even want a divorce? Last
time, when she suffered humiliation in the Tache Family, where are you? Paul, you're a man.Amy is
your legal wife.If you don’t protect her, who else do you expect to protect her? I'm telling you, you can't
divorce her until I die!"

"Grandpa, have you cared about Amy's feelings? I'm not the only one who wants the divorce.You're
right.I'm a man.So I don't wanna force a woman who doesn't love me to be my wife.Besides, I have no
feelings for her.’

Old Mr.Howard ordered angrily, "Butler, go to whip him.”

The butler, who was standing not far away, didn't move at all.

Old Mr.Howard glared at the butler.

"Do it now! If I don't beat this brat up, I won't be able to sleep tonight!"

The butler glanced at Paul who compressed his lips and remained silent.He sighed and asked
someone to get a whip.



"Old Mr.Howard, is it really necessary?"

Their relationship might worsen if Old Mr.Howard did so.

"Yes! He's my grandson! Can't I beat him after he provokes me?"

Paul stood up and said coldly, "Grandpa, even if you hit me, I'll still divorce her."

Old Mr.Howard was so angry that he couldn't breathe.

He pointed at the yard with trembling fingers, "Get out and kneel there!"


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