Chapter 5

I couldn't be bothered to expose Ethan's lie. I retrieved the divorce agreement I had prepared from my bag.

Originally, I planned to wait until I settled down in my new job before finding him to sign it. Since we happened to run into each other here, I might as well get it done now.

"What's this?"

Ethan opened it curiously. Just as he was about to read it, we heard Mia's scream from above.

"Mia, what happened?"

Ethan's voice instantly became anxious. Without even looking at the document, he quickly signed the agreement and prepared to leave.

"Aren't you going to check what you just signed?" I couldn't help asking.

Ethan's tone was completely indifferent. "What else could you possibly want besides money?"

After saying that, he walked away quickly before I could respond.

I let out a self-deprecating laugh.

His silhouette slowly overlapped with a memory from years ago.

Back then, I had fallen seriously ill. I was in the hospital but couldn't afford the surgery.

Ethan told me not to worry. He said he had a way. But when I woke up in the middle of the night, I saw him sitting there exhausted. He was making call after call while trying to borrow money for my treatment.

From that moment on, I secretly promised to myself that no matter what happened, I would never let him down.

Later, our company gradually grew bigger. Money was no longer a problem, but Ethan and I could never return to the way we were.

I put the divorce agreement back into my bag.

As long as I waited one month for the divorce cooling-off period to end, Ethan and I would have nothing to do with each other anymore.

By the time I took the elevator up to the private dining room, my friend had already arrived.

After a few rounds of drinks, my friend pulled me aside and started talking about the past. She mentioned how I had rejected starting a business with her so many times and asked if it was because I had a boyfriend.

Back then, Ethan didn't want our relationship to be public, so very few people knew about us. Even when we got married, Ethan only invited business partners. He didn't invite any relatives or friends.

At the time, he explained that we lived in a new city. Even if we announced our wedding, our friends wouldn't be able to come anyway. It would've just looked like we were asking for wedding gifts. We might as well have kept it simple and got married unannounced. We could hold another celebration after we went back.

I didn't think much of it back then, but now that I thought about it, his arrangement was clearly just a roundabout way of creating an opportunity for Mia to take my place as the bride.

"We're already divorced," I said calmly.

The room instantly fell silent.

Everyone looked at me as if they weren't sure whether they should comfort me.

I picked up my glass first. "I was married to a jerk. Getting divorced is actually a good thing. From now on, I can focus on staying here and making big money with my girls."

"That's right! Let's make big money!"

Soon, the room became lively again. Everyone raised their glasses.

The next day, I successfully signed a contract with my friend and began focusing on my career.

The business operations were already well-developed. With my new technology added in, the company grew even faster. In just two weeks, our profits had tripled.

My friend was thrilled. She held a celebration party specifically for me. The location was set at a resort outside the city.

I never expected that I would run into Ethan and Mia there.

They were sitting by a bonfire. Ethan was attentively peeling shrimp for Mia.

I didn't know what Mia said, but Ethan smiled and placed the shrimp in her mouth. He then lifted his hand, which was covered in a sauce, and pretended he was going to smear it on her face. Mia laughed and dodged.

Just when Ethan thought he had succeeded, Mia suddenly jumped into his arms.

Ethan's ears turned red. He looked completely delighted.

I recalled that before this, Ethan hated when I played around like that.

He always complained that eating shrimp made his hands dirty, and so he never liked eating shrimp. Every time, I had to peel them for him and coax him into finishing them.