Chapter 131: Chapter 131: Divorce from the Civil Affairs Bureau
The meal finally ended alongside this back-and-forth feeding tradition.
Charlotte Thompson ate until her stomach was round, and the moment she sat on the sofa, she had no intention of moving.
"Charlotte, when you’ve severed all ties with the Battleson Family, your grandfather will take you back to Ashton. We’ll help you withdraw from Emperor University. Afterwards, your grandfather will arrange for you to study at Ashton’s top-ranked university," Jason Thompson, having taken a sip of tea, said.
He then explained, "After all, the foundation of our Thompson family is in Ashton. If you come back with us, you won’t have to worry about anything else."
Charlotte understood.
She nodded her head with a smile.
Leaving here would be good.
This place held many of her unpleasant memories. The phrase "objects remind people" rang true; remaining here might make it challenging to escape the shadows of her past.
In contrast, moving somewhere new could perhaps lead her life down a completely different path.
"Charlotte, about your situation with the Battleson Family, do you need any help? If so, just tell your uncle, and he’ll help you handle it." Harrison Thompson, her third uncle, was quiet for a while before finally speaking.
He wasn’t good with words, but his fondness for Charlotte was heartfelt.
He was worried about his niece being wronged.
"You can tell us too, and we’ll help you handle it," Henry Thompson echoed.
"Thank you, but... no need. This is between me and Justin Battleson. I want to solve it myself," Charlotte responded, her eyes curving into a grateful smile.
Members of the Thompson family respected Charlotte’s decision and did not interfere.
Charlotte took some days off to rest; soon enough, the day arrived.
The sunshine streamed through the gaps in her bedroom curtains and bathed Charlotte in warm light.
She opened her eyes, having slept soundly the previous night without dreaming.
Perhaps her mood had lightened because she was about to sever all ties?
She’d like to think so.
Charlotte sent a text to Justin Battleson that read: Tomorrow morning at half past nine, we’ll meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Soon, Justin Battleson replied with only one word: OK.
Charlotte looked at the reply and laughed quietly to herself.
It was so like Justin Battleson, to consider saying one extra word a luxury.
The next day, Charlotte got up early, applied simple light makeup and dressed in simple, elegant clothes.
Joshua Thompson was there during breakfast.
"Charlotte, do you need me to accompany you?" he asked.
Charlotte shook her head, "No need, thank you, my second brother."
After breakfast, Charlotte left.
When she arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Justin Battleson hadn’t arrived yet.
She stood quietly at the entrance, watching several hand-in-hand couples getting inside to get their marriage certificates, and coming out looking blissful.
Of course, she also saw a couple going in one after the other, faces cold — presumably they were there to divorce.
Some couples divorced calmly, while others were harsher, saying a few harsh words and leaving with frowning faces.
From a distance, the window of a black Maybach was gradually winding down, and the person inside the car locked his eyes on the slender Charlotte.
Somehow, Justin Battleson was somewhat uncomfortable that at last, the day had come to detach himself from the little girl called Sophie Allen.
When he received the text message from Charlotte yesterday, he was in a meeting.
The few words on the message chilled his gaze. After swiftly concluding the meeting, his office atmosphere turned prickly.
A few pre-approved plans were soundly rejected, even the coffee that his assistant brewed tasted not bitter enough for him.
When he calmed down, he realized that he didn’t want to divorce Sophie Allen.
But at this point, what excuse did he have not to divorce?