Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 119: So You Really Want a Divorce That Badly?

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: So You Really Want a Divorce That Badly?

"Little Noah, no matter what, Yolanda is carrying the Coldson Family’s children. If they really get divorced..."

Having reached the upstairs, Isabella Ross couldn’t wait to speak, "The children can’t stay."

How could the Coldson Family’s children possibly be left to drift away with Yolanda Greenwood?

Noah Coldson’s expression changed, "Mom, what do you mean by that?"

"What do I mean?" Isabella’s face grew colder, "Are we going to let our flesh and blood call someone else ’Dad’? Are they worthy?"

She then confirmed with Noah Coldson, "Is Yolanda really carrying twins?"

Noah appeared thoughtful and didn’t answer.

"Speak!" Isabella raised her voice.

"Eh?" Noah came back to his senses, evidently he hadn’t heard the question clearly.

"I’m asking you, is Yolanda really carrying twins?"

Noah nodded, "She should be."

Isabella shook her head, "Who would have thought, she doesn’t seem like a fortunate person, yet she can bear twins."

Thinking it was twins, she felt an even greater reluctance, "How about... we find a way to make her deliver the children, and then we can take them away afterward?"

"Mom!" Noah Coldson was speechless, "What are you thinking? You are really too domineering."

"What’s the matter? Isn’t it better for the children to stay with the Coldson Family than to be with her? I’m doing it for her good. Who would want her with two children?" Isabella declared confidently.

"Old-fashioned thinking." Noah looked disapproving, "Anyway, stop meddling in Cooper and Yolanda’s divorce, and don’t act rashly about the child in Yolanda’s womb, or you might end up regretting it as much as Cooper."

"How can you always be so unsupportive?" Isabella couldn’t help but speak up for Cooper Coldson, "How could Cooper regret it?"

"Just wait and see," Noah said with full confidence.

The next morning, Yolanda Greenwood arrived at the Civil Affairs Office fifteen minutes early, yet she didn’t see Cooper Coldson.

However, in a luxurious car not far away, Cooper was bent over his paperwork when he heard Richard Reyes speak.

"President, the lady... Miss Yolanda has arrived."

Cooper looked up to see the woman standing under the eaves, distractedly looking at her phone with no sign of sadness or reluctance on her face.

His hand holding the pen unconsciously tightened.

Richard waited quietly, constantly aware of any movement behind, but Cooper did not get out of the car.

Yolanda kept checking the time, and it was almost the appointed time, but Cooper was nowhere to be seen.

She frowned with impatience and hesitated for a moment before sending Cooper a message to remind him.

"I’m here already, waiting at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Office."

Cooper heard his phone ring once but merely glanced at it before bending his head back to his paperwork.

The agreed time had arrived, but he showed no intention of getting out of the car.

Richard, worried he got too absorbed in his work and lost track of time, cautiously reminded him, "President, it’s time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the temperature in the car drop instantly.

Without raising his head, Cooper Coldson spoke coldly, "She’s played me several times, isn’t it only fair that she waits?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Richard hurriedly agreed, not daring to breathe too loudly.

As time ticked by, Yolanda called again, but he didn’t answer.

Biting her teeth in anger, she sent another message.

"Are you coming or not? I will wait for you for one more hour. If you don’t show up, I’m leaving."

She inwardly complained about how troublesome it was just to get a divorce.

Thus, she waited another hour, and still Cooper didn’t appear. She completely lost her patience.

Yolanda could almost be certain that Cooper was deliberately mocking her, taking revenge. Sometimes he could be so childish.

Anyway, she was going to leave tomorrow, and he wouldn’t have the chance to torment her anymore.

Most importantly, she had no intention of remarrying. Whether she was divorced or not made no difference to her now. Cooper would be the one begging her to come back in the end!

Yolanda cursed as she started to walk away, but she didn’t get far before someone stopped her.

She looked up, and it was the very instigator, Cooper Coldson.

"What’s the matter? Regretting it? Don’t want the divorce anymore?" Cooper looked down at her from his height, his eyes brimming with arrogance.

"Respected Young Master Coldson, you finally showed up. Can we go inside and complete the procedures now?" Yolanda didn’t bother with him and turned to walk back.

Cooper Coldson, with hands in his pockets, followed behind, "Did you bring everything?"

"Got everything. Didn’t you?" Yolanda glanced back and saw Richard Reyes carrying a file bag behind them. She silently gave Cooper a look: shameless capitalist, can’t even carry an ID card or household register?

Cooper seemed to suddenly remember something, "Richard, did you bring the divorce agreement?"

"Eh?" Richard was instantly confused. Was such a thing his responsibility to handle? He didn’t know how the two had negotiated or how to divide the property... Most importantly, it was always a sensitive topic with Cooper, something he dared not even bring up.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "President, my oversight, shall we..."

"Forget about your bonus this month," Cooper interrupted Richard coldly, then turned with resignation toward Yolanda, only to be surprised that she was pulling out a stack of documents from her bag.

He paused for a moment.

Yolanda explained, "Here are three divorce agreements. One where I leave with nothing, one where you give me two billion, and another..."

She paused, her tone playful, "Where you give me twenty percent of the shares."

"Ha ha..." Cooper’s face turned ashen, almost gritting out a few words, "You really dare to dream!"

Yolanda pursed her lips, "Which one will you sign?"

"Leave with nothing!" Cooper ground his teeth, "I’ve been very dissatisfied with you during this year of marriage. You haven’t contributed anything to the Coldson Family. Why should I give you any money?"

Even though Yolanda had prepared herself mentally before coming, she had even thought that Cooper might come with Melissa Greenwood, and she was ready to accept that.

But when she heard Cooper’s words, she couldn’t help but feel a tight pang of pain.

Indeed, everything she had done for Cooper over the past year, including the children in her womb, was somewhat laughable.

"Fine." She bowed her head, took a deep breath, and adjusted her mood.

She didn’t want her children to be upset, reassuring them in her heart: Sweethearts, don’t be sad, Mommy isn’t good enough, Daddy doesn’t like Mommy, but you are the best, and Mommy loves you very much.

Adjusting her emotions, Yolanda handed Cooper an agreement, "Sign it."

She went to a table on one side, took up a pen, and wrote her name with clear, deliberate strokes.

Cooper, standing behind her, watched without blinking as she signed, and he suddenly smiled, "You agree even without a penny? Do you want the divorce that much?"

Yolanda ignored him and continued to sign her name.

Cooper spoke again, "Or did you find someone else?"