The President's Secret Wife

Chapter 11

Chapter 011 The Divorce Agreement

Jenny woke up to a white ceiling overhead and the smell of sterile water all over the place.

Barret was sitting nearby. He strode over when he saw her wake up. “How are you feeling? Does

it still hurt?”

“Better!”

She was very pale and her lips were almost bloodless.

“I had the porridge kept warm. Have some.”

Barret opened the thermos and moved his long, slender fingers to ladle pumpkin porridge out of

it for her.

It was her favorite porridge.

“I don’t want it.” She shook her head.

Barret walked over with the porridge anyway. “You just woke up. You didn’t eat anything for

supper and you’re weak. How can you recover if you don’t eat?”

“Your husband has a good point. You need more nutrition now.” The doctor walked in wearing a white gown. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Seeing the doctor, Jenny immediately sat up straight.

At the same time, she turned to Barret. “I want some bananas. Can you get some for me?”

“I’ll tell Carey to get them,” Barret said.

Jenny frowned slightly. “I want you to go and get them for me.”

“Well then, I’ll go.”

After a while, Jenny turned to the doctor when she made sure that Barret had left. “Doctor, my

baby…”

Her voice was trembling so much that she couldn’t afford to go on with the rest of her question.

The doctor smiled and looked at her kindly. “Don’t worry. You and your baby are lucky. Your baby is still lying intact and sleeping in your belly.”

“Really?” Jenny instantly broke into a smile.

Her anxiety and sadness were gone.

Perhaps she was so happy that tears came out of her eyes as she smiled. “That’s great. Thank

you, doctor!”

“You’re welcome. It’s my job. Although the baby has been kept, you mustn’t take it lightly in the

future. Especially in the first trimester, you must be very careful. Don’t do any dangerous movements and keep yourself happy. The baby will be happy if you’re happy.”

“Well, I will remember it.” Jenny nodded her head vigorously.

“And make sure that you have your maternity check-up on time.”

“I will.”

Looking at the pumpkin porridge on the table, the doctor added, “You must have your meals on

time. If you don’t eat, the baby will not get any nutrition. Remember, you must be well if you want the baby to be well.”

“I’ll remember that. I will eat on time from now on.”

“I can see that your husband is caring and attentive to you. It is such an important thing to be pregnant. Are you sure you don’t want to tell him?”

In the emergency room, Jenny tugged at the doctor’s sleeve and kept pleading, “Doctor, the man waiting outside is my husband. He doesn’t know about my pregnancy yet. Please don’t tell him.”

Jenny began to look bleak. “We’re getting divorced soon. He doesn’t want the baby, but I want to keep it.”

“So, doctor, please do me this favor. Don’t tell him, or I’ll lose my baby.”

“Well…” the doctor sighed and looked at Jenny, feeling bad for her, “If you still have a choice other than divorce, I suggest you think twice about it. The baby can only grow up healthy and happy with both parents.”

“Thank you, doctor, I will think carefully about it.”

When Barret returned, Jenny was having her porridge.

She was holding the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, eating slowly, spoon by spoon, with a very serious look.

To his surprise, she asked when she finished the bowl, “Can I have some more?”

“Yes.”

A little excited, Barret ladled out another bowl and handed it to Jenny.

Jenny finished the second bowl of pumpkin porridge as well, and then picked up a banana.

The banana was quite big, and with two bowls of porridge, she was indeed rather full, so she put it back down after thinking about it.

“Why did you put it back down?” Barret frowned.

“I’m full now. The banana is too big for me to finish and I am afraid it might go to waste.”

Barret picked up the banana and peeled it. Then, he took half of it for himself and handed the remaining half to Jenny.

Jenny watched with wide eyes as he finished his half of the banana in two bites. “I thought you

didn’t like bananas?”

“It’s okay to eat some every now and then.”

“Well, I’m sleepy and want to sleep now.”

“Okay, go ahead.”

Jenny woke up the next day with wide eyes and an incredulous look. “Didn’t you go

yesterday?”

back

The Barret in front of her did not look like the elegant gentleman he used to be, with his hair

unkempt and shirt rumpled.

And more surprisingly to Jenny, he had stayed here with her all night?

There was a knock at the door and Carey walked in carrying a bag. “Here are the clothes for you,

Sir.”

“Okay.”

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Each drop seemed to hit Jenny’s heart, causing her to wonder uncontrollably.

“Barret, what kind of a man are you?”

“Why do you treat me so thoughtfully when you obviously don’t love me? If you were colder, perhaps I would leave more decisively.”

When he came out of the bathroom, he looked like the man he used to be again, handsome as

ever with his fine features.

“Did you bring the stuff?” He looked over at Carey and his voice was cold.

“It’s all printed out.”

Carey respectfully presented the stuff to Barret with both hands.

“You can go out now.”

Carey went out and instantly she and he were left alone in the room again.

“I had an international meeting last night and it was already past four when it ended, so I had to stay here with you,” Barret explained.

So that was it. Jenny realized that she had gotten herself thinking too much.

Barret sat in a chair nearby, tall and erect as a pine. He flipped through the papers in his hands with his long fingers, reading each page carefully.

“Did you ask Carey to go out because you have something to talk about with me?” Jenny asked. “Well, just a moment,” Barret said, keeping his eyes on the papers in his hands.

Jenny had no idea what he was reading.

About five minutes later, he closed the file, walked over on his long legs and put it in her hands. In a calm voice, he said, “The agreement has been revised according to your requirements, so you can read it again.”

When she saw the words “Divorce Agreement”, Jenny suddenly wanted to laugh.

It turned out that he had been reading the Divorce Agreement while she had thought he was

working.

Her requirements?

When had she made any requirements?

She hadn’t required anything.

Holding the Divorce Agreement in her hands, Jenny felt like her palms were burning. It took her a while to react, lifting her head and asking him in confusion, “I don’t remember making any requirements.”

“Read it carefully first,” Barret said.

For ten minutes, Jenny read the Divorce Agreement.

Then, to her surprise, she didn’t know whether to cry or to laugh.

Barret had revised the property part, giving her two villas, two luxury cars, and 10 million in

cash.

Huh… Jenny raised her head, her eyes welling up with tears.

10 million?

She was just an ordinary girl. She had never known that she could be worth so much.

To divorce her, he was really willing to go out of his way to be generous.

“Barret, in the end, you still think I told Mom that we are divorcing to blackmail you and get a bigger share of your property when we divorce, don’t you?”

Jenny looked at him and suddenly felt like a loser.

After two years of being his wife, she was actually just a money-mad woman in his mind, who would do anything for money.

“What if I ask for 100 million? Barret, you’ll give me whatever I want in order to get a divorce,

right?” Jenny asked with a bitter smile.