Chapter 30

Angela POV

Before Christina could say anything, Drake came over with a cup of hot milk.

"Here you go, hot milk," he said with a smile.

Christina paused and, without missing a beat, flashed him a sweet grin. "Drake, thank you!"

Drake winked at her. "No problem, it's my pleasure. Enjoy, ladies!" He gave us a polite nod before walking away.

Christina pushed the milk toward me with an almost exaggerated 'thoughtful' look. "You can't drink anything else right now. The milk's warm, so just have a sip."

I glanced at her, noticing that her fake smile was back.

"What's the matter? Worried I'll slip something in the milk?" Christina laughed. "Relax, if I wanted to pull something shady, I wouldn't have invited you here in the first place."

I took a sip of the milk, then decided to turn the conversation to the agreement. "So what exactly is this agreement you mentioned?"

Christina chuckled. "Looks like you're really not planning to stay long, huh?"

"Well, do you want to wrap this up quickly or not?"

"Of course."

She pulled a brown paper envelope from her tote bag and handed it to me.

"This is the agreement. Take a look."

I took it without saying a word.

Inside, the agreement was several pages long, but the main points were simple. There were four key conditions:

First, after the divorce, she must leave the country immediately and stay out for at least five years.

Second, she can't mention the child in front of Sean, nor can she use the child for sympathy.

Third, she's not allowed to have any further intimate interactions with Sen before the divorce.

Fourth, she'd receive a sum of money, and if she wanted to raise the child, Jiang Chuchu would also bear the responsibility for their support until adulthood.

I finished reading and placed the agreement on the table. "I have a few questions about this."

"What's the problem?" Christina forced a smile.

I glanced at her, then back at the paper, tapping my fingers lightly on the table. "Why can't I bring up the child in front of Sean?"

Christina's eyes flickered, and she responded softly, "Not bringing it up is for your own good."

"For my good?" I gave a slight sneer, raising an eyebrow.

Christina took a sip of her coffee, now showing a hint of disdain. "Look, you two were childhood friends. Even if he doesn't love you, he'll always see you as a good friend.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have helped your family two years ago, right?

But now he's going to be with me, and your child-it's not just a barrier between us; it's a thorn in the side of your relationship with him. He cares about that. Do you understand?"

She paused for a second before adding, in a lower voice, "And I'm worried that, one day, he might try to take the child away. Angela, I really don't want to raise someone else's kid."

When I didn't reply, Christina pressed, "So, you're not agreeing?"

I glanced at her casually. "You seem really worried about this."

"I'm not worried. I just..."

She trailed off under my gaze, and after a beat, she changed her tone. "Alright, take your time. Think it over."

I definitely needed to think carefully.

The truth was, whether I signed or not didn't matter much to her. Even if I didn't sign, all the conditions-except the first one-were things I was already planning to do.

The first point was still up in the air because I hadn't decided where I'd settle yet, but I was definitely planning to stay far away from Sean.

"Well?" Christina asked cautiously. "If I follow these conditions, we're clear, right?"

She nodded eagerly. "Yes."

"Okay."

When she heard me agree, she quickly grabbed a pen and handed it to me. "Then go ahead and sign."

I took the pen with a smile. "I'm not signing this agreement."

For a moment, Christina's eyes widened. "What do you mean? You're not signing?"

I leaned back in my chair, calm and composed. "I'm not signing a private agreement like this."

Christina reacted immediately. "What's going on? Are you trying to mess with me?"

"No," I shook my head, keeping my tone serious. "I won't sign, but I'll still follow through with everything you asked."

I paused for a second, then added slowly, "If you didn't create this agreement to trap me, then whether I sign it or not shouldn't make a difference."

Christina, clearly holding back her frustration, forced a smile. "Angela, how could I trick you? If I wanted to do that, I wouldn't have helped you in the first place."

"Really?" I raised an eyebrow. "Then why are you so scared?"

"You're supposed to be Sean's number one, right? What's with all this insecurity that you need me to sign an agreement?"

Christina's face shifted slightly, a flash of bitterness crossing her expression. "If you didn't insist on keeping the baby, would I need this agreement?"

"Then, please trust me. Even without signing, I'll do what you asked."

"Really?" Christina seemed taken aback by my confidence. "If you don't sign, how will I know you won't back out?"

"Even if I sign, how will you know I won't change my mind later? If I really want to do something, do you think the penalty clause in your contract will stop me?"

"So what do you want then? You won't get rid of the child, and I've agreed to that, but you can't even sign to put my mind at ease?"

"Christina, there's one thing you need to understand-the decision about the child is mine. And just to make it clear, Sean and I are still legally married, whereas you"

Christina's face went pale.

"Are you sure you can keep your promises?"

"If I couldn't, I wouldn't have come here today. If I've already made my decision, why would I waste any more time sitting here with you?"

"Fine, you said it."

Christina extended her hand, putting on a smile. "I hope you can keep your promise. Here's to a smooth cooperation."

I stared at her outstretched hand but didn't take it. Instead, I simply said, "From now on, I don't owe you anything."