Ninety-nine times, his secretary booked a divorce appointment in his name. Ninety-nine times, he brushed it off, defending her mistakes while dismissing me. I was the wife who tied him to power, the reason he stood as heir. But in his eyes, I was nothing compared to the girl who couldn’t even file a form. When I saw the hundredth notice on my phone, I knew it was over. This marriage was never love—it was an alliance. And now, I was done.

Chapter 1

For the ninety-ninth time, Lawrence Chavez's secretary got it wrong—booking an appointment for divorce registration instead of marriage licensing.

Furious, I charged into Lawrence's office.

"Lawrence, is this your so-called brilliant hire? The master's graduate from a top university?

"If she can't even do her job right, fire her!"

Lawrence looked up from a pile of documents and glanced at what was on my phone.

Then he said flatly, "I told you already. She's too good for trivial tasks like this.

"Instead of wasting your time making a scene here, why don't you book the appointment yourself?"

He didn't bother to look at me as he spoke.

Without another word, I turned to leave and texted my father.

"Dad, I don't want to be with Lawrence anymore."

Lawrence had no idea—it was his marriage to me that secured his place as heir to the Chavez family.

Once our engagement fell through, his family would be sure to move in and replace him.

My father sighed on the other end of t