Some of the people nearby couldn't help but chuckle softly at Dexie's words.
Even though they tried to hide it, Lindy heard them, and her face darkened with anger.
When Dexie walked in earlier, Lindy had deliberately raised her voice to embarrass her.
But now… the plan had completely backfired.
Instead of Dexie, Lindy was the one humiliated in front of everyone.
It was true.
Lindy wasn't trusted with important tasks.
The only reason she got to attend business events with Luke…
Was because sometimes, he wanted a pretty woman by his side.
And Lindy?
She had the best looks and figure in the office.
But what Lindy thought was her advantage…
Had turned her into a joke.
A flirtatious secretary…
A woman, the president only took to unimportant events.
The more Lindy thought about it, the angrier she became.
Dexie's calm, gentle smile made it worse.
"Instead of messing with me… go look in the mirror," Dexie thought coldly.
"Maybe then you'll understand how ugly things cause trouble."
Dexie turned to leave.
But Lindy's panicked voice stopped her.
"M-Mr. Huxley Dawson!"
Lindy's eyes instantly filled with tears as she forced herself to look pitiful.
"Mr. Huxley Dawson… Mrs. Huxley Dawson misunderstood our relationship…"
Lindy carefully chose her words.
If Luke denied everything and scolded Dexie, she'd be humiliated.
But if Luke admitted to anything…
Her status would rise overnight.
No one in the company would dare touch her.
But to Lindy's shock…
Luke completely ignored her.
His cold eyes locked straight onto Dexie.
Dexie met his gaze, her own eyes calm… slightly mocking.
"I've signed the divorce papers," Dexie said, her voice cool and steady.
"Didn't we agree to finish the process today?
I waited an hour at the Civil Affairs Bureau.
"You never showed.
You're wasting my time."
The anger in her voice…
The coldness in her eyes…
Since their marriage began, Dexie had never spoken to him like this.
Luke was stunned.
The woman he thought he knew…
The one who always cared about him…
Now looked at him like a stranger.
Something twisted in Luke's chest.
Frustration. Confusion.
A sharp, burning anger he couldn't explain.
He stepped closer to Dexie.
His presence darkened the air around them, overwhelming.
Dexie's eyes widened slightly at the pressure he gave off.
Before she could stop herself… she stepped back.
"You call that a waste of time? I thought you'd love spending every minute with me."
Luke's cold laugh echoed through the room, but behind it, a storm brewed in his chest. His fists clenched at his sides as he thought about this morning—how Dexie had been ready to finalize their divorce without a second thought. The bitterness crept into his voice before he could stop it.
But Dexie didn't flinch. She didn't argue. Instead, she shrugged lightly, her expression calm.
"You're right," she agreed coolly. "I was blind to waste so much time on you. But don't worry… I've finally learned my lesson. From now on, I'll be spending my time much more wisely."
A quiet gasp slipped from Weldon, who stood frozen nearby.
How could a woman's heart change so fast?
Just yesterday, this same woman looked at the president like he was her whole world… and now, she called herself blind?
The employees of Huxley Dawson Corporation, secretly watching from the sidelines, were equally stunned.
"Mrs. Huxley Dawson is… divorcing him?"
"And she's the one asking for it?"
"Why? Mr. Huxley Dawson has money, power… a family background women would kill for."
"Did she misunderstand his relationship with Mrs. Wilson, the secretary?"
"But doesn't she know… the president can't stand women like Mrs. Wilson?"
The whispers circled, thick with confusion and disbelief. To them, walking away from a man like Luke was madness. What woman in her right mind would give that up?
But no one dared say it to Dexie's face.
Luke stood silent, his face dark as thunder. But this time, Dexie didn't waste a second wondering what he was thinking.
She checked her watch. An hour left before the Civil Affairs Bureau closed.
"Still enough time," she said simply. "Let's go."
Without waiting for a reply, she turned and walked toward the exit, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor.
At the front doors, she paused, realizing Luke wasn't following. Turning around, she met his cold, unreadable stare.
Before that look would've made her heart race with fear.
Before she would've tiptoed around him, terrified of upsetting him.
But not anymore.
The only reason Luke could ever hurt her… was because she'd handed him her heart.
Now? That heart was locked away, safe. And with it, her fear was gone.
Dexie lifted her chin, eyes steady.
"Aren't you coming?" she asked, her tone light but cutting.
"Don't tell me… you're backing out of the divorce again?"
She crossed her arms, a cool smile curving her lips.
"You practically begged me to take half your fortune and sign those papers. But now that I've finally agreed… you're the one stalling?"
Her head tilted slightly as her eyes sparkled with quiet mockery.
"So… what are you really after, Mr. Huxley Dawson?"