All Chapters of Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford: Chapter 401 - Chapter 408

The month passed in the blink of an eye.Less than a week after they crossed paths at the Horton family's house, the 30-day cooling-off period came to an end. The day before the appointment, Vance received a call from Gabriel's lawyer, reminding him not to miss the next day's visit to the courthouse.He had originally intended to make the divorce as difficult as possible. Even though he knew the outcome was inevitable, he had planned to drag things out through filing for litigation or feigning second thoughts—anything else to prolong the process and see Rebecca a few more times.But now, he no longer had the nerve to do any of that.At 9 a.m., he arrived punctually at the entrance of the courthouse, only to find that Rebecca had already come ahead of him. She was accompanied by the lawyer and Gabriel.He had once felt deep resentment toward Gabriel, but at this point, that bitterness suddenly lifted. It was a good thing after all, with Gabriel truly caring for and protecting her.

Darren's parents had grown used to Vance's visits.The moment he stepped inside, they welcomed him warmly. The comforting aroma of dinner drifted from the kitchen.On the way, he had stopped at the neighborhood supermarket and bought bags of fresh vegetables and fruit.The couple thanked them profusely. "From now on, treat this place like your own home."His eyes stung with unshed tears. Starting today, he truly had no home left and had nowhere else to go. He had given away every property and left himself no backup plan.They invited him to stay for dinner, and he didn't refuse. He ate with them, helped wash the dishes, and then sat chatting with them until it grew dark.His face gradually turned blank. The couple sensed something was wrong and asked what was bothering him.The rims of his eyes reddened, and he told them the truth: he was homeless. The couple sighed but didn't press for details. They simply told him to stay for the night.Vance knew he was imposing and couldn't

True to his words, Vance was moving out.After finishing what he needed to do that morning and at lunch, he called a moving company and had them empty the entire marital home he had shared with Rebecca.There were plenty of expensive items inside—appliances, décor, and kitchenware. When the movers asked what to take, he told them to leave it all behind.He stood in the middle of the house and saw traces of Rebecca's life everywhere. She had been with him for five years, embedding herself into every corner of his existence and pinning her whole future on him."I'll pack this room myself," he said hoarsely. "You handle the rest."In the end, he was the one carefully boxing up Rebecca's things while the movers stood around awkwardly.He blinked. "Are you guys done?""Uh, you told us to leave everything," one mover explained.He froze, then sighed. "Give me a few minutes. There should be snacks and drinks in the kitchen. Help yourselves."The movers exchanged confused glances, eag

Rebecca picked it up, realizing it was a paper crane.Her heart gave a small, painful lurch as old memories stirred. "Has he figured it out?"This crane wasn't made from the same paper she had used back then. It looked brand new.She carefully unfolded it. Inside was a note in Vance's familiar handwriting: [Becky, may you always be happy and safe.]It seemed he had learned about the paper cranes and the volunteer work she had done for his grandmother. But what did it matter now? They didn't have any relationships anymore.She had been long done with him. If she had received this note at any point in the past 12 years, she would have been overjoyed.Now it was far too late. Belated affection meant nothing, and besides, she wasn't even sure if this counted as affection, but it was certainly cheap.She dropped the crane into the trash and closed the suitcase lid. Gabriel laughed behind her, causing her to spin around and glare.He spread his hands, grinning. "Everyone says I only