Chapter 4 Chapter 4 After a while, Ellsworth said with a half-smile, "This is so typical of you, always following your own rules. This marriage only happened because you insisted on it. And now, you want a divorce?" Harriet didn't withdraw her hand holding the divorce agreement. "I gave it some serious thought. I don't think we're cut out for each other. Besides, I didn't know about you and Kelsey back then. And I didn't know... He interrupted her before she could finish, "Harriet, it's true that Kelsey's back. But that doesn't mean you get to play games. Also, playing hard to get doesn't work with me." To him, Harriet had always coveted his family's fame and power. With her calculated charm, she had sweet-talked Raymond into welcoming her as part of the family. She actually claimed she wanted a divorce? Did she really expect him to buy that? Harriet didn't know what to say, facing Ellsworth's prejudice against her. He thought she was playing hard to get? There was nothing she could do to change the way he thought of her. Back then, he had loved Kelsey and hated her. But how could she possibly know that? She clutched the papers so tightly that the veins on the back of her hand were bulging. But she had to maintain her composure and elegance. She said, her voice still steady, "Ellsworth, I don't care what you think this is. You'll know whether I'm serious about the divorce once we go to the courthouse."" Sensing the resolution in her voice, Ellsworth glanced at her before saying indifferently, "Alright. You want a divorce? Sure." Then he added, "But is Sir Chavez OK with this? Have you gotten the birth certificate? Have you told my grandpa? Has he agreed to this? "If you really want a divorce, get them to agree first before coming to me. Don't waste my time." Chapter 4 His casual questioning left Harriet speechless. He was right. It was impossible for her to get a divorce just because she wanted it. Marriage was never just about two people. She had to take their families into consideration. Pale-faced, she looked at Ellsworth, not saying a word. He stood up and said, still deadpan, "Otherwise, stick to your roles as the company's VP and my wife." Her right hand, gripping the papers, hovered mid-air. She parted her lips, wanting to explain, but no words came out. After quite a while, she said, "I didn't think it through. I'll talk to them as soon as possible." This time, he didn't bother to respond. He just left the office with both hands in his pockets. She wanted a divorce? Yeah, right. Till today, he still vividly remembered how thrilled she had been the day they got married. As he closed the door, Harriet pinched the bridge of her nose and exhaled deeply. *** Back at her office, Harriet told Kathie Townsend about her conversation with Ellsworth. Kathie was Ellsworth's younger sister, and she also worked at the company. She was the same age as Harriet, and they had been thick as thieves since childhood. Kathie had been away on a business trip for the past few days. She and Ellsworth had an older brother, Kenneth Townsend, who worked in the military. "Finally, Hara. I'm so glad you thought it through." On the phone, Kathie sounded both relieved and surprised. "Chill. I've got your back. Just ask Sir Chavez for your birth certificate. With his and my grandpa's approval, I'm sure you can get a divorce. I'll talk to my grandpa." "Thank you, Kat!" "Don't say that." To Kathie, with everything Ellsworth had done, he didn't deserve to be Harriet's husband at all. Otherwise, she wouldn't have helped Harriet get a divorce. With Kathie's support, Harriet instantly felt much more confident. Come evening, she clocked out and went home. The Chavez's mansion was located in an old alley downtown.