You Can Never Divorce Me

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Chapter 29

"Isn't it complicated to live together without separating?" Victoria asked, her brow furrowed.

"Ethan said his grandmother insisted the family shouldn't be split up," Evie explained.

"Ethan?"

"He's Mrs. Sterling's grandson, Alexander's nephew. He's nineteen, about my age," Evie introduced.

"So there's another one your age. I knew you should have married Ethan Sterling. You'd have things in common."

"Sis, what are you talking about? Ethan's still a kid!" Evie felt embarrassed.

"You were nineteen, weren't you?"

"Yes, I was a kid at nineteen, and I was a..." Evie stopped herself.

"Or what?" Victoria asked calmly.

"Anyway, Ethan and I are impossible. Besides, he hasn't reached the legal marriage age yet!"

"Age isn't a problem at all. If you can't register here, you register abroad. But it's useless talking about it now. You're married to Alexander. As long as he treats you well, that's what matters."

Evie nodded slowly.

Truth was, she didn't need him to be too good to her. Just not too bad. Or even just ignore her.

"How are the caretakers treating you?" Victoria asked.

"Very politely! By the way, Alexander's sister-in-law, Ethan's mother, gave me a jade bracelet today! Look, I have a pair here." Evie raised her hands.

"You're a local tycoon now! After registering with Alexander, any gift from the Sterling family is valuable. You can walk sideways in the future."

"Sis, I'm not a crab. What's going on! These things will be returned to the Sterlings eventually." Evie laughed immediately.

"Why return them? Did Mrs. Sterling ask for them?" Victoria asked.

"No, I just don't think we need to keep such valuable things!"

"What family? After you register with Alexander, it's your home. These things are yours! After you get married, do you want to keep a distance from him and draw a clear line? Waiting for the divorce day, getting out of the house or something!" Victoria suddenly sounded a bit exasperated.

Evie stared, surprised. "Sis, how do you know I have such a plan?"

"No, you really have such a plan?" Victoria looked at Evie in dismay. After a moment, she waved her hand and continued, "I advise you not to hold such unrealistic ideas now. What kind of family is the Sterling family? Do you think your marriage to Alexander is a game? Happy to get married, not happy to divorce? If the caretakers know you have this idea, they'll have opinions on you. You'll have a hard time! Listen to your sister, since you're married, live well with Alexander. Unless he's a scumbag, that's another matter!"

"What if Alexander takes the initiative to stop me?" Evie asked.

"Oh, you mean it's possible for Alexander to return the goods, right?"

"He doesn't like me. Of course he doesn't want to spend his life with me!"

"If that's true, you divorce him and share half his property. Then you'll be a super rich woman. I'm afraid you won't find a more handsome, younger, tender, and considerate man than Alexander."

Evie was speechless.

She was totally chatting with her sister in a different dimension.

However, her sister was right about one thing. Now that she was married, she had to consider living with Alexander. Unless he was a scumbag, that was another matter.

She really needed to think about how to live in the future.

As long as she and Alexander didn't divorce for a day, she was the daughter-in-law of the Sterling family. Naturally, she had to abide by their rules.

Alexander was gay. He couldn't be called a scumbag just because he only liked men. But it was true they couldn't have emotional development.

In the future, how should she survive in the Sterling family? Where could she find peace with Alexander? This was really a problem to be solved.

Evie lay on the bed, thinking. Finally, she didn't know when she fell asleep.

Anyway, by the time she woke up, it was already dawn.

She was covered with a quilt. Her sister had left her bedroom. Apparently, she had fallen asleep, and her sister had helped cover her.

Evie didn't feel sleepy when she woke up. She lay in bed, quietly looking at the morning light outside the window. A new day began again.

Evie, as usual, had breakfast at home. Then she left with her bag, planning to go back to school to study.

Because it was Sunday, there were fewer people on the bus than usual.

She found a window seat and sat down. Along the way, the cold wind blew until she reached the platform near the school.

The bus she took didn't pass the school. But the nearest platform only took about ten minutes to walk to the school gate. Moreover, there were few people on the bus and there were often seats. So Evie sometimes preferred to take the bus.

Before they reached the platform, it began to drizzle.

Evie froze for several seconds before reacting. It was really raining.

And she didn't bring an umbrella.

After closing the window, Evie got off at the platform. She stood on the platform to take shelter from the rain, hoping to wait and see if it would stop.

The result? Not only did it not stop, but it got bigger and bigger.

Evie was a bit confused.

If it went on, she wouldn't have to go to school. And now it was raining so hard that she couldn't even stop a taxi.

No way. Evie had to continue waiting on the platform.

After all, she could avoid the rain here. It didn't matter if she got wet. There were books in her bag!

After standing for nearly half an hour, the rain finally stopped. She walked towards the school gate with her bag on her back.

She had been very busy recently. In addition to studying, she had to prepare school day programs on behalf of her class.

Evie couldn't help but want to vomit blood when she thought of this.

She prepared the school day program on behalf of her class. This was a bad idea that some bad guy came up with. And it was voted by all when she asked for leave.

From this, she could see that their finance class was definitely a group of immoral guys who united as one.

But no matter how much she complained, it had become a fact. She could only live as a dead horse doctor.

When she got to the school gate, she received a call from Charlotte Moore.

"Honey, do you have class in the evening?"

"No, it's the weekend, you forgot! Are you coming to me?" Evie smiled.

"No, today my cousin's house is holding a grand party. If you're free, I'll take you to eat delicious food!"

"Your handsome cousin?" Evie asked.

Since she met Charlotte, she often heard about the two handsome men she mentioned. Either her cousin or Lucas Bennett.

"Yes, yes, you remember! Evie, it seems you've been in love with my cousin for a long time."

"You think too much." Evie was speechless.

"All right, all right, I'm kidding you. Are you going tonight or not? There are many delicious things! Especially the seafood transported by air. It will definitely make your mouth water."

"How can I get there?"

"If you want to go, I'll pick you up in my car!"

"That's OK!"

"Evie, I knew you were so realistic and snobbish. But I like it." Charlotte laughed again, then explained, "Wait for you at the south gate at 6:30 in the evening!"

"Does it need to be that early?" Evie asked.

Would it be too publicity and obvious to eat at half past six?

"To eat, of course, you have to eat early. Or you can eat leftovers!" Charlotte answered with a strong sense.

"Well, you have a point. I'll wait for you at the south gate at six thirty." Evie agreed.

It was really a bone ash grade food. And professional!

After making an appointment with Charlotte, Evie went back to the dormitory.

As a result, there was no one in the dormitory. She didn't know if they went to study or play in the early morning.

Evie had to change her clothes. Although she didn't get caught in the heavy rain just now, she was splashed with water by the vehicles who didn't have public morality. She changed her clothes to be dry and comfortable.

By the way, she took a few more books and went to the library to study by herself.

After lunch, Evie went back to the dormitory. Emily Hart and another roommate, Stella Moore, were both there.

"You're all here. By the way, help me think about what I'm going to prepare for the school day!" Evie put down her schoolbag and said with a headache.

She had no idea yet.

This was the sorrow of those who had no special skills!

"You haven't decided what to perform yet?" Stella turned her head and asked.

Emily couldn't speak when she was applying the mask. She just followed with a nod, obviously as surprised as Stella.

"I have no talent at all. What do you want me to decide?" Evie complained very speechless. "It's Stella, you can play guzheng. Emily, you can also write calligraphy. You don't perform, but push me out!"

"I forget about it. I forget about it." Stella responded innocently.

Emily tore off the mask at this time and said, "Have you ever seen a school anniversary show where you performed calligraphy?"

"Yes, last year's school anniversary, didn't a senior go up to perform?"

"They have won the national prize. I haven't even won the school level prize. Don't come out and make a fool of yourself." After Emily finished, she applied the mask again.

Evie was stunned, thinking that it was OK!

"Then I don't know anything more!"

"You can sing! Evie, I think your singing is very good. You can make a big bang!"

"It's almost frightening!"

"I also think Stella is right. Don't worry about it. Go straight up and sing a song. It's a little ugly. Then the preliminaries will wash you down. What's the matter with you next?" Emily turned her head and said.

She was just talking on a mask. It looked scary.

Evie felt that she was asking in vain. Her roommates were all super invincible and shameless. They only gave bad ideas.

But she had to admit that Emily's method was the most direct.

Evie finally listened to Emily and Stella's suggestion and sang a song in the preliminary contest.

As for what songs to sing, this was another headache for her.

Although she would be brushed down in the preliminaries, she couldn't go up and sing a very low standard song!

"Stupid, can't you go up and sing an English song? This not only shows your pattern, but also is easy to brush down!"

"Why is it easy to be brushed down if I show my pattern?" Evie stared with big eyes and asked in consternation.

"Isn't that easy? Singing English makes you different. It's because your singing skills are too poor and your English is not standard!" Emily patted Evie on the shoulder and answered.