Todos os capítulos de I Paid His Tuition, He Took My Wife: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

"Esme?" I said, my voice hoarse. I could barely recognize it.The woman, who had been full of concern just a moment before, suddenly stiffened. Esme Lambert turned around. When her eyes met mine, surprise and panic flashed across her face. But she quickly regained her composure and tightened her grip on Theo Clark's arm.Theo lifted his head. There wasn't a trace of guilt in his expression. Instead, he feigned surprise. "Oliver? What are you doing here?"The registration slips in Daniel Colgan's hands dropped to the floor. He widened his eyes in fury. "Esme! Aren't you supposed to be in Nenton? Who the hell is this guy?"Esme ignored him and glanced at me, her voice indifferent. "Oliver, we're in a hospital. Don't make a scene."How impressive. Even in a situation like this, she remained so calm, acting as though she were completely in the right.Just three days ago, during a video call, Esme had stood at a desolate construction site overseas, complaining about the scorching heat

The division of our assets was an essential part of the divorce agreement. I had poured years of hard work into Esme's company, and there was no way I was going to walk away with nothing.The next day, I went to work as usual. Although I had moved into a more behind-the-scenes role, I was still a partner at the design firm. It had simply been a long time since I'd taken on a project personally.I had just sat down when the receptionist hurried in, looking rather flustered. "Mr. Moore, there's a Ms. Lambert and Mr. Clark here looking for you. They've specifically asked for you to design a home suitable for recuperation."My hand froze on the mouse, and a cold sneer rose from deep within me.Esme had really gone overboard.When I got to the reception area, Theo was perusing the design portfolio on the couch. Esme stood next to him, her hand idly resting on his shoulder.Theo looked up and said, "Hi, Oliver. Esme told me you're the best designer in town. We definitely want you to de

Mom was rushed into the emergency room. Luckily, she received timely treatment and was eventually out of danger.I sat beside her bed, staring at her pale face, and sent a message to Gillian."Is the draft ready? I won't compromise when it comes to dividing our assets. I'll sue her if I have to."A moment later, Gillian replied, "You two have too many financial ties. Just give me three more days. I've already started gathering the evidence."…Three days later, I took the divorce agreement and went straight to Esme's company.I was involved in every aspect of the business, from choosing the location to designing the interior to landing the first customer and growing it to its present size.Yet now, the receptionist was trying to stop me from entering. "Mr. Moore, Ms. Lambert is in a meeting now. You can't go in.""I'm the co-founder of this company. How dare you stop me?" I pushed past her and walked straight to Esme's office, kicking the door open.Esme was sitting behind her

Esme finally thought of me after dealing with Theo. She started frantically trying to reach me by text and calls, and even came to the hospital to intercept me.One day, after accompanying Mom to a follow-up appointment, I saw Esme standing in the rain outside the hospital entrance. She had no umbrella and was drenched to the bone. Her usual impeccably styled hair was now clinging messily to the sides of her face, and her eyes were bloodshot.Esme's eyes lit up when she saw me. She stumbled toward me, trying to hug me.I took a step back, staring at her coldly.Her hands froze in midair, her voice raspy. "Oliver, I was wrong. I truly know I was wrong. Theo fooled me. I shouldn't have betrayed you or used your dad's treatment to threaten you."She pulled out a thoroughly soaked file folder and gave it to me. "This is the transfer agreement for 80% of the company's shares, along with the transfer documents for all properties and cars under my name. As long as you don't divorce me, I