THE BILLIONAIRE STILL WANTS HER!
Chapter 148: Ready to sign the papers...

Chapter 148: Ready to sign the papers...

Sophia’s fingers curled tightly around the pen, her grip firm yet trembling as she stared at it for what felt like an eternity.

A cold shiver ran down her spine, her body reacting to the gravity of what she was about to do.

The weight of the moment pressed down on her chest, making her breath hitch, but she exhaled slowly, forcing the hesitation to slip away with it.

Then, with deliberate precision, she lowered her hand, the tip of the pen meeting the crisp paper. Each stroke carved a finality into the divorce documents, a silent testament to the end of everything she once believed in.

The ink bled onto the page, sealing a Chapter she had never imagined would come to an end.

Yet, as she pulled back to examine her own handwriting, an unsettling dissatisfaction gnawed at her. Not with the words, but with the ache that still lingered inside her.

Was this truly what she wanted? Perhaps not.

But what choice did she have? If fate had drawn this path before her, then she would not cower—she would seize control. She would dictate how this story unfolded from here on out.

She straightened her back, a new resolve hardening within her. Whatever storm lay ahead, she was ready to face it head-on.

And Arthur—oh, Arthur.

He had no idea what was coming.

The woman he had once known was gone, and in her place stood someone fiercer, stronger—someone he would never have expected to rise from the ashes of their past.

Meanwhile, Arthur sat across from Sophia, his eyes locked onto her every movement, anticipation humming beneath his skin.

He had expected resistance, an argument, perhaps even a dramatic outburst—but instead, she remained eerily calm, her expression unreadable as she signed her name on the divorce papers.

A flicker of confusion crossed his mind.

Why wasn’t she protesting? Why wasn’t she lashing out at him for shattering their marriage?

For a moment, he studied her, his brows knitting together in thought. Had she truly come to terms with this so easily?

The woman he had once known wouldn’t have let go without a fight. He had always believed that if anyone were to break away, it would be him, leaving her devastated in the aftermath. Yet here she was, composed and unwavering.

He frowned slightly, recalling the years they had spent together. He had never been the worst husband—not the kind who would drive her to this decision without reason. So what had changed?

Was it simply her desire for freedom, the need to escape a life that no longer fulfilled her?

An unexpected wave of admiration swelled within him. He hadn’t thought about it before, but now he saw it—there was a quiet bravery in her actions. A strength that made him see her in a new light. And for that, he felt an odd sense of respect. If this was what she wanted, he would grant it to her without resentment.

"Here," Sophia’s voice broke through his thoughts as she slid the signed papers across the room toward him.

Arthur took them, his eyes scanning the page as if searching for some hidden message between the lines.

He read it once, then again, as if double-checking that she had truly gone through with it. The silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken words.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he exhaled and rose from his seat. Without a word, he turned toward the door, his movements slow, deliberate. But then—

"Wait."

Arthur halted in his tracks the moment he heard her voice. He turned around slowly, his gaze locking onto Sophia’s. For a split second, a flicker of hope crossed his mind—was she about to plead for another chance? Was this her last attempt to make him stay?

But what was done was done. He was no longer her husband. The weight of responsibility toward her had lifted, freeing him to pursue the life he had always envisioned—without her.

"What happened?" Arthur asked, his voice softer than he intended. "Do you want me to acce—"

His words were stolen mid-sentence as Sophia suddenly closed the distance between them, her lips crashing against his with an urgency that caught him off guard.

Arthur froze, his mind blanking at the sheer intensity of the kiss. She clutched his face, her fingers firm against his cheeks as she poured everything into the moment—desperation, finality, and something deeper, something unspoken. Her lips moved hungrily against his, exploring him in a way she never had before.

Instinctively, Arthur reached for her waist, drawn in by the fire she ignited within him. But just as he was about to pull her closer, a sharp sting shot through his hand. Sophia had slapped it away.

As they pulled apart, both breathless, their eyes locked. Her palm still rested against his cheek, her fingers slightly trembling.

"That," she whispered, her voice steady despite the storm in her eyes, "was a kiss. A goodbye kiss. The last one you will ever have from me as your wife."

Silence filled the room, thick and heavy.

Arthur swallowed, unable to ignore the way his chest tightened at her words. He had anticipated an end, but he hadn’t expected this—a lingering warmth, a phantom touch, a goodbye so painfully bittersweet.

Sophia took a small step back, exhaling as she forced a smile.

"I really thought we could save this," she admitted. "I believed in us. I thought there was more waiting for us in the future. But I guess I forgot—some things just aren’t meant to last." Her voice wavered slightly, but she didn’t falter. "You know what, Arthur? I hope that whatever you’re chasing, whatever this is—I hope you find happiness in it. I hope, in the end, you don’t regret this."

Arthur remained silent, but after a moment, he stepped forward, his hand lifting hesitantly before resting gently against her cheek. Their eyes met again, this time softer, quieter.

Sophia let out a shaky breath as she intertwined her fingers with his, holding onto the moment for just a little longer.

"I wasn’t chasing nothing, Sophia," Arthur murmured. "I know you wanted more, but... maybe it’s okay that things end this way." He offered a small, almost wistful smile. "Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ll ever regret making this decision."

Sophia held his gaze for a few lingering seconds before nodding.

"Well," she whispered, "that means this is goodbye. Goodbye to us. Goodbye to everything."

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