If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 477: Chapter 477: Divorce Agreement
“Auntie Zhou, it’s time for me to ask a question. What do these text messages mean?”

Xu Chaomu took out her cell phone, opened the string of messages from the unfamiliar number, and displayed all the text messages in front of Zhou Ran and Shen Cexian.

Since the driver said that he sent these texts, he must have been acting under the orders of Shen Cexian or Zhou Ran.

What did they mean by that?

Shen Cexian and Zhou Ran, upon seeing the text messages, still showed no emotion.

It was then that Shen Cexian finally spoke up, “I think you don’t quite understand Achi’s life. I had someone from the company send those just for you to see.”

“I believe him,” Xu Chaomu stated decisively.

She had no other words to defend herself with, just those few “I believe him.”

“You are obstinate. Can you really not see what your Auntie Zhou and I are trying to say?” Shen Cexian’s voice was hoarse and deep.

“I see, you… want me to leave Shen Chi?”

“Glad you understand,” replied Shen Cexian.

The atmosphere in the ward became even more oppressive, compounded by the pervasive medicinal scent.

“You return to the Shen Family after five years, carrying a child with an unknown father. How do you think that reflects on Achi? Do you understand the pressure he’s under?” Zhou Ran continued.

“What if, I’m just saying if, this child is Shen Chi’s?” Xu Chaomu looked up as she inquired.

“Then you should just get rid of the child,” Shen Cexian said coldly.

A sudden chill struck Xu Chaomu’s heart; she understood that the Shen Family did not need a child born of her.

The line of women who wanted to have Shen Chi’s children could stretch down the street, but Xu Chaomu did not have such a privilege.

“Have you and Achi ever been intimate?” Zhou Ran asked bluntly, frowning.

“No,” Xu Chaomu denied, with a faint sadness in her brow.

After all, that time in Paris, only she herself was aware of what had happened.

The Shen Family didn’t need a child born of her. If she told them that the child was Shen Chi’s, they would probably take her to the operating room right now.

“So what you mean is, you intend to continue to stay in the Shen Family with another man’s child?” Zhou Ran asked.

“The Shen’s have nothing that I long for. The only one I care about is him and him alone.”

Xu Chaomu blinked her eyes, looking calm as ever, but inside her heart, there were tumultuous undercurrents.

“What do you plan to do, then?” Zhou Ran asked.

“It’s not about what I plan to do, but rather, what you would do, right? You brought me here today, and it was when Shen Chi was away at a meeting. You must have already thought everything through,” Xu Chaomu said composedly.

The mournful atmosphere in the ward pressed down on her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.

Her stomach felt uncomfortable, the odor of the medicine was particularly upsetting.

It was then that Shen Cexian slowly picked up a folder that was next to him.

Xu Chaomu had noticed this folder early on, guessing that it contained very important documents.

Shen Cexian opened the folder with both hands and took out a document from it.

“Take a look first.”

He didn’t say much, just placed the document in front of Xu Chaomu.

As soon as Xu Chaomu looked down, she saw the biggest words at the top of the document: “Divorce Agreement.”

She took the document into her hands, flipping through it page by page.

She didn’t understand these things, but she saw where a signature was required on the last page.

It was the first time she had seen such a document, and a barely perceptible pain began to spread in her chest…

Suddenly, she remembered the day they had gone to register their marriage. Although she had been completely oblivious, Shen Chi held her hand and led her into the civil affairs office.

Shen Cexian watched her, his voice low and indifferent: “As long as you sign, you and Achi will no longer be husband and wife.”

“Shouldn’t this agreement be signed by both parties?” Xu Chaomu said lightly.

It was just an offhand question, for she knew in her heart that signing was better for everyone.

“It’s not difficult for me,” stated Shen Cexian.

His tone was resolute and left no room for doubt.

Xu Chaomu nodded; yes, for the Shen Family, such things weren’t difficult.

If Shen Chi could marry her before she was of age, even without her consent, then just as easily now, Shen Cexian could have them divorced without Shen Chi’s knowledge.

All she had to do was sign her name personally.

She casually flipped through the divorce agreement and slowly raised her head: “What if I don’t sign?”

“I’m not forcing you. It’s entirely up to you. I’m giving you the chance to choose,” Shen Cexian said.

Xu Chaomu’s heart was somewhat calmer now, and she just silently flipped through the agreement.

“There’s another document here for you to look at.”

When he finished speaking, Shen Cexian took out a thick stack of papers from the file bag.

The documents were well-sealed, and only when Shen Cexian took them out did he carefully open the documents.

He laid the materials flat in front of Xu Chaomu, and as she looked up, she saw the words “Top Secret” at the very top of the header.

On seeing the first page, Xu Chaomu was taken aback: it was the Power of Attorney for Shen Group’s legal representative.

It was all professional jargon she couldn’t understand, so she picked out a few words she could make sense of.

Putting pieces together, she understood.

This Power of Attorney was about who would own Shen Group.

The current representative was undoubtedly Shen Cexian, but with his health already declining, he would surely be seeking a successor.

Being a family business, the successor could only be either Shen Chi or Shen Shihan.

A thick stack of documents, Shen Cexian showed her, then turned to the last page.

His gaunt fingers rested on the space where a name was to be filled in, and his face bore a grave expression.

“You watch carefully, I can fill in this space with either Achi’s or Shihan’s name,” said Shen Cexian, his gaze cold.

Xu Chaomu lifted her head, looking at Shen Cexian, waiting for him to continue.

“Of course, I lean a little more toward Achi,” said Shen Cexian coldly, “but if you stubbornly refuse to divorce, then I will have no choice but to sign Shihan’s name in that space!”

Shen Cexian’s face darkened, and he tapped the table heavily with his knuckles!

Xu Chaomu might not understand the document, but she understood Shen Cexian’s intention.

Who would eventually take over Shen Group depended entirely on whether she signed the divorce agreement or not.

“I’ll give you two days to think about it,” Shen Cexian put away the document, “hand me the divorce agreement in two days.”

Xu Chaomu’s hand, holding the divorce agreement, was trembling slightly. Two days…

“Don’t try to call Achi. If you tell him about this matter by phone, then I will immediately transfer the group to Shihan without any room for negotiation!” Shen Cexian warned Xu Chaomu.

Xu Chaomu knew that with Shen Cexian’s temperament, he would definitely do as he said.

She had already lost this conversation.

They knew her weaknesses, aimed straight at her vulnerabilities.

She had no room to fight back.

They had executed their plan flawlessly, and she was no match for them.