Chapter 38
Maeve walked out of the psychological clinic. The sun was blazing hot outside, yet she felt entirely ice-cold.
Moderate depression.
Growing up, she had always been cheerful and optimistic, no matter what challenges she faced.
She never imagined that one day, she would be associated with a mood disorder like depression.
Even less did she expect that her instinct to love someone deeply would ultimately become the sharpest blade aimed right back at herself.
She couldn’t let herself be consumed by this destructive marriage any longer.
Thinking of the document she had brought from Wisteria Cove, Maeve pulled out her phone, as if having finalized her resolve, and sent a message to Jonathan.
[Jonathan, do you have time today? I have something very important I’d like to discuss with you p>
Jonathan replied almost immediately: [Come to the firm p>
[Okay p>
After replying, Maeve took a cab straight to Aegis Law Partners.
Arriving at the office door, she raised her hand to knock.
Knock, knock, knock—
Jonathan’s polished voice echoed from within.
“Come in p>
Maeve pushed the door open. Jonathan was sitting in his desk chair reviewing documents, dressed in a crisp white shirt. His hair was slightly ruffled and falling over his forehead, stripping away the usual stark professionalism of his lawyer persona and replacing it with an effortless casualness.
Jonathan set down the files and looked up at her.
“Take a seat p>
“Mhm p>
Maeve clutched her bag and sat in the chair across from him. An assistant brought her a cup of fruit tea.
She murmured softly, “Thank you p>
“You’re welcome p>
The assistant returned her smile, walked out, and closed the door behind them.
Maeve pulled her gaze back, meeting Jonathan’s eyes, which were filled with genuine concern.
“Is the injury on your knee feeling any better p>
Caught off guard by words of care she hadn’t heard in so long, Maeve’s throat tightened. She lowered her eyes to hide their reddening rims.
“It’s better. The ointment you gave me worked incredibly well. My knee barely hurts anymore p>
“That’s good,” Jonathan nodded.
Maeve didn’t want to wait a second longer. She pulled the postnuptial agreement Frederick had signed out of her bag and cut straight to the chase.
“Frederick… he absolutely refuses to sign the divorce papers. I want to put this postnuptial agreement to use just don’t know how to maximize its effectiveness p>
Jonathan frowned. “You want to use the postnuptial agreement to force him to divorce you p>
Maeve tightly interlaced her fingers. “Yes p>
“Everyone in our circle knows that Frederick despises being schemed against.” Jonathan’s tone carried a hint of caution.
“This is too risky for you. Why don’t we p>
“I really have no other choice p>
Recalling everything that had happened recently, and thinking of the moderate depression diagnosis sitting in her bag. Maeve’s tears spilled over uncontrollably.
She covered her face, her choked sobs tumbling out in broken pieces.
“I… I have to divorce him. I can’t hold on anymore, and I don’t want to hold on anymore p>
Jonathan pushed a box of tissues toward her.
“Don’t rush. Dry your tears first. Things haven’t reached the absolute worst yet, we can take our time to figure out a solution p>
Maeve hurriedly pulled out some tissues and wiped her tears, speaking with a flush of embarrassment.
“I’m sorry, Jonathan. I lost control of my emotions for a moment. Please excuse me p>
Jonathan comforted her. “It’s perfectly fine. Sometimes letting those emotions out is a good thing p>
After a while, Maeve’s emotions gradually stabilized, and she looked at Jonathan, asking,
“Is it true… that as long as I have evidence of Frederick’s infidelity, this agreement will go into effect p>
Jonathan considered her words carefully before answering.
“Theoretically, yes. But I remember you saying last time that Frederick’s situation doesn’t exactly count as infidelity p>
Maeve nodded, then added, struggling slightly to voice the thought.
“But. the way he and that woman act doesn’t seem very innocent to me either. If I pay close attention, I could still capture some photos as evidence. My goal isn’t to get his money. The Fairchild family cares immensely about their public image, Hust want to use this method to force him to sign the divorce papers p>
The relationship between him and Zoe was nothing short of a massive scandal.