A month later, Bryce and I officially finalized our divorce.  Bryce transferred all his personal assets to me. When I suggested splitting them equally, he shook his head tearfully. "I've always thought I was the one protecting you, but in reality, you were the one carrying all the burden. This is what you deserve. You're free now."  Just then, a voice called for me."Jasmine!"  Leon showed up again, this time in a Ferrari. He was here to pick me up for an International Dance Competition abroad, where I had been invited to serve as a judge.  Bryce looked like he was attending a funeral.  "Why does he always appear when I'm at my lowest?" "Maybe it's destiny," I said, arching a brow with a mocking smile. "After all, you three are basically a family now. Congratulations, you just gained a twenty-year-old stepson."  Ignoring Bryce's grim face, I turned and walked away without looking back.  …After the competition ended, I returned home to organize the paintings Bryce h
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