Dear Ex-husband, Kiss My Feet!

“I want a divorce..”

The middle aged man peeled his eyes off the document he was deeply engrossed in and raised his head briefly to the elegant lady sitting across him in the large office space.

The dark haired lady corked a brow at him lifting one leg over the other in a bossy aura. She carried herself with so much grace. Her red lips puckered awaiting his response.

The older man peered cautiously at her. She was no stranger to him or to the entire city of Los Angeles. Before him was Olivia Ashford, the famous billionaire’s wife. Everyone knew how much Kelvin Ashford doted on his wife which even earned him the term and nickname ‘Wife-Slave’.

He's every girl's dream man and their marriage was envied by many but her sudden request for a divorce was alarming. He cleared his throat to speak but she wasn't done speaking yet.

“I also want to erase my identity completely..” She continued, not a single emotion in her amber eyes. Instead, it flickered with something mischievous.

Kelvin spent five years courting her back in college, they eventually got married later on and fast forward to today, five years has gone into the marriage.

“Mrs Ashford..what you're requesting for–

“Mr Miller..I want this process to go as fast and smooth as possible. It's my decision and I hope you respect that..” She cut him off midway, her tone calm, yet powerful.

The lawyer swallowed, he was at loss for words and could only stare. He flipped through the pages of the documents in his hands and finally sighed.

“Fine..this needs at least a month for the divorce processing and identity erasing..”

Olivia didn't seem too impressed by the news. She'd have preferred the whole process to finish a lot sooner than one month. Left with no other choice, she offered a stiff smile.

“Good..”

Rising to her feet, the lawyer followed suite, he handed her the papers he has been going through and returned her smile. He walked her to the door but she stopped right before he could close the door behind her.

“And also..your shirt is inside out..” She snickered and walked away.

Mr Miller took a quick glance at his blue shirt and truly, it was inside out. He groaned and pulled his phone out of his pants pocket. Earnestly scrolling through it, he found the contact that he was searching for.

“Get two glasses of black coffee and bring it to my office..”

He returned back to his office with a nervous chuckle leaving his lips. His eyes fell on the figure who was seated on a black swivel chair backing him.

“I’m deeply sorry for keeping you waiting Boss, Mrs Ashford just left, apparently she wants a divorce and erasure of her identity in the next thirty days..” He exhaled deeply. “One can never understand women at all..”

Suddenly, the chair made a sharp turn revealing who had been sitting there all along. His chiseled jawline seemed to drop, his bright blue eyes widened slightly in astonishment as if the very words had physically pushed him back in his chair.

“Interesting..speed up the process by two weeks” His voice deep and calm, his blue eyes sparkled.

Mr Miller's brows shoot up but he dared not defy his boss's order. “Yes boss”

Olivia reached home to find her husband Kelvin, making dinner. The air was filled with the mouth watering aroma emitting from the kitchen.

The second he noticed her arrival, he pulled off the black apron tied around his waist and began walking to her with a large smile on his lips.