The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

In the underground parking lot, Harry Lambert, wearing a mask, got into the

RV.

The assistant hurriedly touched up his makeup, complaining as she worked, “My ancestors, there are so many paparazzi outside, how could you show up like that!”

While she said that, in reality, she was dissatisfied with Molly Walker.

Aside from being pretty, what made Molly Walker worthy of Harry Lambert’s personal visit, she even saw Lambert peeling oranges for her.

When had her precious Lambert ever done such a thing?

“l don’t know what the news will say tomorrow, you better not see this girl in the future…” Before she could finish, Harry Lambert gave her a cold glance. “When did it become your turn to tell me what to do?”

“It’s not that I want to tell you, Lambert, if the company finds out about this, do you know how they will punish us?”

“How will they punish us?” Harry Lambert lazily reclined, “If they’re unhappy, let’s terminate the contract, and I’ll pay the contract penalty.”

The assistant’s mouth gaped open in surprise.

Harry Lambert would rather break his contract with the company for her sake.

What was so special about that woman?

Harry Lambert looked out the window, his beautiful eyes devoid of any hint of a smile.

Molly Walker got into the car and listened to the assistant’s constant chatter. “Madam, don’t be shy, feel free to tell me what you require in a man, and I’ll help you find a suitable match.”

Help her find a man?

“Um, no need to introduce men,” Molly stammered.

“Why not? After the divorce, you’ll have more choices when it comes to choosing a partner. Rest assured, I’ll select high-quality men for you based on your preferences.”

Hearing this from Michael Gallagher’s assistant made her feel awkward and uncomfortable.

Her beautiful eyes widened, and she glanced uneasily at Michael Gallagher, finding that his expression was indifferent, as if he wasn’t concerned about this at all.

The assistant wouldn’t introduce men to her out of the blue unless someone had arranged it.

“Alexander, don’t call me Madam anymore.” Molly smiled helplessly, ‘E l!rn already divorced from your boss.”

Although they hadn’t gotten the divorce certificate yet, the two had already accepted their divorce as a fact.

The only thing left was to go through the formalities.

Assistant Alexander quickly corrected himself with a pleasing smile, “Alright, Miss Walker.’

“So, Miss Walker, what kind of man do you like? A gentle one or a more masculine one?”

Alexander persisted, gripping the steering wheel as he focused on the road ahead, not noticing Michael Gallagher’s expression.

Already in the car, Alexander relentlessly questioned Molly, so she could only reply with a smile, like gentle men.”

“Warm men, all girls like them,” Alexander immediately noted this key point, “Gentle men are also more caring.”

Michael Gallagher sat beside Molly, raised his eyebrows slightly as he heard

Gentle, neither he nor Joshua Thompson could be considered gentle, as for Harry Lambert…

Thinking of how he had attentively peeled oranges for Molly, Michael Gallagher’s gaze turned colder.

“What about star signs? Are there any star signs that you don’t like in a man?”

Being questioned about her preferences for other men while in her ex-husband’s car, Molly felt awkward and didn’t know what to do.

However, Alexander remained oblivious to the awkwardness and continued to inquire, “And age, do you have any requirements for a man’s age? Nowadays, older women dating younger men is popular, so a little fresh meat, an age difference of eight years or less should be fine, right?”

“Alexander,” Michael Gallagher interrupted, “Just drive.”

Molly finally breathed a sigh of relief, “Just drop me off at the supermarket up ahead.’

It had become a habit formed in the Gallagher family, preferring to cook for themselves rather than ordering takeaway. In the past, the aunt at the Gallagher family would handle everything, but from now on, Molly would have to do her own shopping.

When she came out of the supermarket with a big pile of stuff, she found that

Michael Gallagher’s car was still parked on the side of the road and hadn’t left.

Was he waiting for her?

Molly Walker’s lips curled up.

She glanced at the big and small packages in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and still walked over to the Maybach.

As she slowly approached, she could see everything inside the car through the car window.

Isabelle Richardson was leaning on Michael Gallagher, extremely intimate. From this angle, Molly couldn’t see Michael’s expression, nor did she care or want to.

She paused, quickly turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

Inside the car, Alexander looked at the suddenly appearing Isabelle, and his expression was somewhat awkward.

Isabelle affectionately hugged Michael, “Michael, how did you know 1 was shopping here?”

Michael frowned and quietly shifted to the side.

“l came here to run some errands.” He responded indifferently, looking outside.

“Are you done with your errands? Why don’t we go back first?” Isabelle blinked her innocent eyes and whispered, “Or we could go look at wedding dresses. I know that you and Molly need a one-month cooling-off period for your divorce, but I want to marry you sooner. We can set a date, and as soon as your divorce is finalized, we can hold our wedding. How about that?”

Michael stared at her intently, but under her anxious gaze, he couldn’t say

“yes. ‘t

“Michael…

Isabelle called out to him worriedly, “Are you regretting it again?”

“If you’re not willing, I won’t force you.” As she said this, tears fell from her eves like free pearls, dropping one by one.

Having not received a response for a long time, she became anxious and regretted her words for a moment.

She was not really magnanimous, just trying to take a step back to move forward.

After saying those words, she became afraid that Michael might really say that he wouldn’t marry her.

Michael lowered his eyelashes, and his voice deepened: “Don’t overthink it. Once I promise you, I won’t change my mind easily.”

His low voice gave no clue to his emotions.

Upon hearing this, Isabelle wiped away her tears and smiled again, embracing his arm.

This time, he did not break free.

Isabelle’s lips curled, and she could not hide the triumph in her eyes.

No matter who was in Michael’s heart, as long as he was willing to marry her, she would slowly remove the thorns in his heart over time.

“In the current marriage laws, as long as one party doesn’t want a divorce, the marriage can’t be ended. Michael, I’m scared. What if she doesn’t want a divorce after a month?”

“Doesn’t want a divorce…” Michael sneered, “She won’t.’

She most likely couldn’t wait to divorce him.

“How can you be so sure? She has always suspected that I hurt her grandmother. If she finds out you want to marry me, she will definitely try to stop it.” Isabelle quietly watched his expression, probing with her words.

She wasn’t afraid of Molly stopping them, but if Molly was to be recognized by the Thompson family before that, perhaps they truly wouldn’t be able to get divorced anymore.

She had been trying to confirm time and time again from Michael, urging him to marry her soon.

“Don’t worry; she won’t stop it.” Michael scoffed helplessly.

It was Molly who had pushed for the divorce in the first place. Even before they divorced, she had been openly seeing other men.

As someone so eager to get rid of him, how could she shamelessly cling to him?

When he thought about her cheating before their marriage, Michael’s heart felt like it was being clamped by something. “Let’s go.” Michael’s voice was frighteningly cold.

“Where to?” Isabelle’s tone weakened.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to look at wedding dresses?”