Divorce Clock Ticking (Kenneth and Angela)

Angela frowned. After a busy day, she had completely forgotten about it.

"Give me five minutes."

She packed quickly and arrived at Kenneth's car precisely five minutes later.

Angela had just pulled the car door open and sat in when she noticed Kenneth's somewhat disgusted gaze.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you going to wear this to the banquet today?"

Angela glanced down at her outfit for the day. A halter dress with a suit jacket, it was a normal outfit.

"Can't I go to the banquet in this outfit?"

Kenneth pressed his lips in silence for a few seconds before saying, "Tom, go to the mall."

Angela frowned, "Mr. Sinclair, we're just going to a banquet. We don't have to be so high profile, do we?"

"You're the main character of the banquet today. Of course you're going to be the prettiest one!"

Seeing the firmness in Kenneth's eyes, Angela knew exactly that he would insist even if she refused and simply stopped talking.

Half an hour later, Kevin pushed Kenneth into the mall with Angela.

Even though Kenneth could only rely on a wheelchair now, his face still attracted the attention of many girls, and some even wanted his contact information. However, when they touched Kenneth's freezing gaze, they dared not come over.

He was pretty but just too mean.

"Mr. Sinclair, where are we going?"

"Go to the Jovelle Fashion."

Angela was a little speechless, saying, "Why don't we go to another one?"

"Jovelle Fashion's gowns suit you better."

Looking at Kenneth's calm demeanor, Angela couldn't help but say, "It looks like you often pick out gowns for girls. Otherwise, how would you know which gown suits me?" Kenneth glanced at her. "Are you jealous?"

"How could I? Mr. Sinclair, please rest assured. I've kept your earlier words that I shouldn't ask for too much in mind." Kenneth's expression became extremely bad all of a sudden. They reached the door of Jovelle Fashion in silence. Nicole walked out and was surprised to see Angela.

Angela winked at her quickly. She understood instantly and smiled, "Mr. Sinclair, Ms. Lewis, please come in."

Seeing that Kenneth didn't seem to have been here before, Angela looked at him and said, "Mr. Sinclair, you haven't been here before?"

Kenneth said with indifference, "Uh-huh."

Angela thought, 'Then how could he know that Jovelle Fashion's gowns fit me?'

Seeing Angela's confusion, Kevin smiled, "Ms. Lewis, Jovelle Fashion had a clothing show in Lithoria before. Mr. Sinclair went to see it, so he thought that Jovelle Fashion's gowns would suit you." "Oh, I see."

Nicole smiled and started to introduce Kenneth seriously to the gowns in the store, complimenting the designer, Elia. Angela was a little embarrassed to hear it from the side.

Even though Kenneth didn't know she was Elia, she was a little embarrassed to hear Nicole praise her endlessly.

"Try these on her."

"Okay, Mr. Sinclair."

Nicole took down all the gowns that had just been introduced to them and smiled, "Ms. Lewis, these gowns are somewhat hard to wear. Let me help you in the fitting room." Angela nodded. "Okay."

After the two entered the fitting room, Nicole whispered, "Boss, what's your relationship with Mr. Sinclair? Doesn't Mr. Sinclair know who you really are?" "Well, don't be surprised if I tell you."

Nicole and Angela were friends. Angela didn't want to hide it from Nicole when she asked now. Her relationship with Kenneth was already sort of semi-public anyway. "Don't worry. I won't be surprised unless you tell me he's your husband."

"You are right. He is indeed my husband."

"What?!"

Realizing her gaffe, Nicole hastily covered her mouth, and it took a while for her to respond.

"Are you telling the truth?!"

She didn't realize Angela was married to Kenneth!

"Well, who just told me she wouldn't be surprised?"

Nicole didn't know how to respond.

"Okay, stop being shocked. Anyway, he and I will be divorced soon. Hurry up and bring me the gown to try. We have to earn the money that comes to us automatically." Nicole was puzzled but knew it wasn't the best time to press the issue. She hurriedly took out a silver-gray gown for Angela to change into.

As Angela walked out of the fitting room, the attendants and guests, picking out gowns, around her apparently thought she was stunning. She walked up to Kenneth and said, "How is it?"

Angela had always designed gowns to sell to others, and this was the first time she wore a gown of her own design.

The neckline of this gown was deep,

revealing Angela's figure to

her

perfection. There was a cut-out circle around the waist, revealing delicate skin. There was no fabric in the back, and the hemline was split to above the knee, revealing her straight and fit legs.

Kenneth just glanced at it and frowned unconsciously.

"It doesn't look good. Change it!"

With a raised eyebrow, Angela looked in the mirror and said, "I think it's pretty good."

"No. Change a new one!"

At Kenneth's request, Angela changed into several ones. He reluctantly nodded until she changed into a blue strapless dress.

"That's it."

Honestly, Kenneth was pretty good at picking out gowns. This gown set off Angela's skin beautifully and revealed her noble demeanor.

As Angela picked out her shoes,

Kenneth handed Nicole his card and

said, "Wrap up all the gowns she just tried on and send them to the Vista

Villa Swipe the card with the shoes later."

Nicole was stunned for a moment. "Okay..."

She didn't expect Kenneth to be so generous. The gowns Angela tried on, plus the shoes, were at least 12 million dollars, and Kenneth bought them all without hesitation.

However, Nicole couldn't help but frown at the thought of Angela saying they were close to a divorce.

After choosing the shoes, when Nicole swiped the card and returned it to Kenneth, he suddenly said, "By the way want to hire Elia to be my wife's personal fashion designer. She can name whatever price. Can you help me contact her?"

Nicole paused for a moment, instinctively glancing at Angela before quickly regaining the previous cheerful expression on her face.

"Mr. Sinclair, I'm sorry. Elia never takes private orders."

Kenneth glanced calmly at Kevin, who immediately handed over Kenneth's business card.

"If she changes her mind, contact me anytime."

"Okay."

After leaving the gown store, Kenneth took Angela into a hair salon and had the stylist perm Angela's long hair into curls before taking Angela to Jenkins Villa.

On the way, Angela looked at Kenneth with some confusion. "Where's Kevin? Wasn't he just here a minute ago?"

Some emotion surfaced in Kenneth's eyes. "I have one item I forgot to pick up, and I told him to go back to the company and get it."

"Okay."

They were speechless all the way.

Half an hour later, the black Maybach stopped in front of Jenkins Villa.

Angela was about to get out of the car when Kenneth suddenly pulled her wrist.

"What's wrong?"

"Go in when Kevin gets here."

Angela was curious but resisted the urge to ask Kenneth and nodded. "Okay."

Ten minutes later, Kevin finally arrived.

Kenneth took the red box Kevin handed him and opened it before Angela. Angela was visibly frozen when she saw what was in the box.

The one lying quietly in the box was Tears of the Angel, the necklace Kenneth had given her earlier for their third wedding anniversary!