Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

At the end of her shift, Yang June still had one of the three files on her desk that she hadn’t finished, and as she saw everyone starting to leave work, she scrambled to take Asistant Chen’s hand and crumpled her little face, “Asistant Chen, what will I do when you leave?”

Asistant Chen looked puzzled, “I have to pick up my son from the nursery, ask Mr. Wang if you don’t understand anything.”

“Ask him?” Yang June was speechless, so it might as well not be done.

But looking at Asistant Chen’s difficult face, she was too embarrassed to force people to stay, so she let them go.

It was true that there were some documents she couldn’t read, and she scanned Wang Boyce’s office and had to stiffly rock her wheelchair into it.

Wang Boyce was buried in his work, saw her enter, surveyed her and asked, “Are you all done?”

“Not yet.”

“Then why don’t you hurry?”

“There are some documents I can’t read.” Yang June lifted the folder in her hand.

“Put what you don’t know until tomorrow and ask Asistant Chen first, I don’t have time to teach you now.” Wang Boyce lowered his head and continued to work on his own.

And what an indifferent jerk, refusing to even teach a little.

Yang June glared at him indignantly for a moment before turning her wheelchair and heading for the office door.

Just at that moment, He Ren walked in from outside and the two almost collided.

Both of them froze at the same time, sizing each other up at the same time.

He Ren carried two takeaway boxes in her hand and after her surprise, she smiled and said to Yang June, “June, what are you doing at the office?”

Yang June swept the take-out box from her hand and sneered, “And you? Come to deliver dinner to your lover?”

Her words made He Ren blush and smiled embarrassingly, “I came to deliver dinner to Mr. Wang, if I had known you were there too, I would have brought an extra portion.”

“No, thanks.” Yang June gritted her teeth in exasperation.

Wang Boyce, however, got up from his chair at that moment and said to He Ren, “Give June her dinner, we’ll go out to eat.”

“Yeah.” He Ren was delighted and put the boxed lunch on the table to Yang June, “I made this myself, June you can’t waste it.”

Yang June’s face shifted back and forth as she went back and forth from red to white.

That’s insulting to her, isn’t it?

Wang Boyce, who just said she wasn’t available, is now free as soon as Ho-rim arrives? And he’s going out for dinner with her?

She gritted her teeth and turned her wheelchair toward the door.

Wang Boyce left with He Ren, and Yang June certainly wouldn’t eat the dinner that He Ren brought her, and she sat in her chair, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the less she wanted to work.

Why should he go out on a date with his lover and she stay in the office and work late?

Yang June simply closed the document, clicked on the web page and started playing online.

Wang Boyce came back from dinner and saw her reading gossip on the website, her face instantly sank and she said coldly, “Did you get all your work done?”

Yang June didn’t look up and said, “No.”

“So you still play online?”

“Not in a good mood to work.”

“Is a bad mood a reason?”

“Wang Boyce!” said Yang June almost jumped up again, luckily she remembered in time that she had injured both legs. She held onto the desk now and sank her body back into the chair, staring at him with an exasperated look on her face, “My husband left me here alone while he was out on a dinner date with his lover eh, what other woman could manage to read papers and work in peace?”

“What? That’s too much for you?”

“That’s right, I just can’t stand it!”

“So what?”

“I want a divorce from you!” Yang June blurted out in exasperation.

Wang Boyce wrinkled his brow and looked at her askance, “Are you sure?”

“OK!”

Wang Boyce turned and walked into his office, and Yang June thought he was ignoring her request again like before, but to her surprise he quickly folded out, with an extra copy of A4 paper in his hand.

Wang Boyce put the A4 paper in his hand in front of her and said indifferently, “This is the divorce agreement, you just need to sign on it.”

Yang June was momentarily stunned when she saw the words of the divorce settlement.

He actually made her sign divorce papers?

Wang Boyce, who previously refused to divorce no matter what she said, actually put divorce papers in front of her?

She looked up at him slyly and realized he didn’t look like he was joking.

Seeing her hesitation to put pen to paper to sign, Wang Boyce cold: “What, didn’t you say you want to divorce me? Didn’t you say you couldn’t stand me being with another woman? Why don’t you sign?”

Yang June was so angry that tears were coming out of her eyes and she gritted her teeth and yelled at him, “Wang Boyce! You’re too much!”

He was the one who insisted on marrying her in the first place, he was the one who cheated and cheated again after marriage, and he was the one who got tired of playing the revenge game and wanted a divorce!

“Am I going too far? You said I was too much when I didn’t agree to the divorce, and now you’re saying I’m too much when I do, what do you want?”

“I …” Yang June wiped a tear with the back of her hand, “You want to push me away to marry He Ren or Sasha, don’t you? I won’t let you get what you want!”

Yang June grabbed the divorce papers on the table and tore them to shreds.

For many days in a row, Yang June and Wang Boyce spent their time in a cold war.

Of course, the company still had to go, and even though Yang June had no intention of going, she couldn’t resist Wang Boyce in the end.

Wang Boyce has a way of pushing her when he wants to make her do something, hasn’t it always been that way?

It was hard to get through the weekend without having to go to the office.

Yang June sat on the terrace and sketched.

After a week or so, the cast on his foot has been removed and he is moving slightly more freely but still can’t walk down to the ground.

There was a sudden knock at the door, and thinking it was Aimee, Yang June answered without raising her head, “Come in.”

In came Yang Carina, who walked to the chair next to Yang June and sat down, surveying the drawing paper in front of her and said, “Sister-in-law, drawing again?”

Yang June heard it was her and was slightly surprised then looked up and surveyed her, this Miss Wang Jae had never called her sister-in-law and rarely spoke to her so politely.

“Can I help you?” There had to be an agenda to get her attitude so good, right?

“It’s like this.” Yang Carina spoke with some difficulty, “My brother he wants to divorce you and wishes I could persuade you.”

Yang Carina handed the divorce papers in her hand to Yang June, her heart was helpless, thinking that her brother is really, this kind of thing entrusted to her to say, this is not obviously difficult for her.

She didn’t even dare to look at Yang June’s expression, because she could guess what it was.

As expected, after a slight surprise, Yang June indifferently refused: “Carina, you’d better go back and persuade him, forget about it, I won’t agree to it.”

“Why yeah, my brother he doesn’t love you anymore.”

“He was the one who insisted on marrying me in the first place, marrying whenever he wanted to and divorcing whenever he wanted to… Does he really think that Yang June is a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by anyone?”Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“My brother said that the company is returned to you, all the property is returned to you, and he’s willing to clean up his act.”

“Is he that eager to be with another woman?” Yang June glanced up at her before looking down and continuing to draw.

“It’s not. …”

“And because of what?”

“Ughhh, let me be honest with you, my brother he’s about to die, would you want to live with a dying man?” Wang Boyce couldn’t bear to gush that out, while tears rolled out of her eyes.

Yang June paused with the pencil in her hand and looked up at her in surprise.

If it weren’t for the tears on Yang Carina’s face, she would have thought she had just made a casual joke.

Nope, Yang Carina turned out to be an actress, squeezing a few tears is too easy for her.

“What do you mean?” She asked.

“I said, my brother he’s dying …”

“Why is it almost dead?” Even the most foolish child wouldn’t joke with his own brother’s life, right? Yang June’s heart finally tightened up a little.

Wang Boyce is dying? What kind of a concept is that?

“The insomnia pills my brother has been taking lately have been switched for poisonous ones.”

“Swapped by who? When was it changed?” Yang June pressed eagerly.

“I’m not really sure, my brother said it was switched at work after you guys got married.” Yang Carina sniffled worriedly, “What should we do? What are we going to do if brother is really dead?”

Yang June took a full two minutes to digest the message, then looked up and surveyed the sobbing, sad-looking Yang Carina, smiled lightly before resuming her sketch with a pen.

When Yang Carina saw that not only was she not the least bit anxious, but she was also smiling, she immediately became angry and snapped at her without a smile, “Yang June, you’re actually smiling?”

“It’s not like it’s my business if he dies, so why can’t I laugh?”

“You …!” Yang Carina gasped.

“Ugh, I guess he’s offended by too many emotional debts, huh?” Yang June gave a sultry sigh in mock regret and nonchalance.

Although Yang June had an outwardly irrelevant look, her heart was actually pinched with a cold sweat.

Thinking about it, if she hadn’t secretly switched Wang Boyce’s medication to vitamin tablets because she was worried that he was too dependent on insomnia pills, Wang Boyce would really be dead.

The best of all possible worlds!

“Yang June, you’ve gone too far!” Yang Carina raised her hand and threw a palm at Yang June’s face, gritting her teeth and complaining, “My brother was still thinking of you before he died, and in order to preserve your property, he transferred the company to your name without alerting my mother, taught you the business of work, and even quietly divorced you… …”

Yang June was slapped by her, but didn’t feel any pain at all, instead she was in a million happy mood because of her words.

It turns out that Wang Boyce forced her to go to the company to familiarize herself with the business and forced her to get a divorce, all set up in advance. So was Ho Ren’s triple flip appearance also set up in advance?

She listened quietly, hoping to hear more surprises from Yang Carina’s mouth.

“Yang June, you don’t deserve my brother’s love at all, once you were so cold, now you’re still so cold, just go and die alone by yourself for the rest of your life!” Yang Carina threw this down hatefully and turned around to leave, but as soon as she turned around she saw Wang Boyce by the door.

“Brother …” She paused, a glint of worry rising to her eyes.

At that moment Wang Boyce was standing behind the sliding door, looking at Yang June with a faint gaze, unable to see the slightest element of affection.

Yang June saw him too and was mildly surprised, then turned her face away to deliberately ignore him.

Wang Boyce looked at her askance and said, “Does the news that I’m dying make you so happy?”

Yang June is upset and is about to tell him the truth that he can’t die yet. On second thought, Wang Boyce had hurt her like this recently and had decided everything without even consulting her after such a big incident. She’d be too sorry for what she’d been through all this time not to get some revenge.

“It’s okay, it’s kind of good news anyway.” She lifted her face and gave him a small smile.

Wang Boyce’s face instantly turned green.

Yang Carina blew up again when she heard her say that.

She turned to Wang Boyce and said without good grace, “Brother, look, this is the woman you’ve loved for more than ten years, so cold and desperate, and you’re still thinking of her in every way? It’s really so unworthy.”

Wang Boyce glanced at his sister with a hurt look under his eyes, but it was too faint to be noticed.

“Carina, get out of here.” Wang Boyce said.

Yang Carina shot a hateful glare at Yang June and turned to walk out of the two men’s bedroom.

Wang Boyce and Yang June were the only ones left on the terrace, and Wang Boyce took a seat where Yang Carina had just been, watching her quickly and skillfully scribble on the paper with a pencil.

“If you already know that, why do you still refuse to sign the divorce? It would be good for your own reputation and the company after you sign it.” Wang Boyce said with an indifferent look.

“Reputation?” Yang June twisted her head to look at him in disbelief, “What’s fame got to do with it?”

“A divorce is better than a dead husband, isn’t it?”

“I don’t think it makes any difference.” Yang June turned back around and said nonchalantly while drawing, “Don’t waste your time, I won’t get a divorce until you die, to save others from thinking I’m heartless and will divorce you immediately after knowing you’re dying.”

Wang Boyce’s face, by degrees, began to sink cold again.

How could I not expect Yang June to say such cold words.

Carina asks a good question, he has liked this woman for over a decade, such a desperate woman, what exactly does he like about her?

“June, I want to ask you a question.”

“Ask away.”

“Am I really that far off from Shen Ron?”

Yang June mused briefly, “You’re no worse than him, but the thing about relationships is that they’re so wonderful, just like when you fell in love with someone as worthless as me.”

“You’re not useless, you’re just a little hard-hearted.”

“Is that a compliment?” Yang June asked.

Wang Boyce doesn’t say anything, it’s not a compliment, it’s a fact.

That’s what he had in mind for her.

“It’s for you.” Yang June handed him the sketch she had just finished.

Wang Boyce picked up the painting, and the man on it since it was him.

All this time, he had only seen Shen Ron on Yang June’s paintings, and it was the first time he saw himself.

She’s always had good water ratings for her drawings, and the sketch at hand, which took only ten minutes to draw down, is good.

“Why would you give it to me?” He raised his eyes and looked at her askance.

“Suddenly you want to give it away and paint it, what? Don’t like it?”

“Of course I like it.” Wang Boyce collected the painting and got up to open the terrace in the main.

After the sadness, disappointment and anger, he seemed calm instead, except for some sad feeling in his heart …