Chapter 2The Reborn Ex-Wife's Revenge

Seeing me pick up the divorce agreement from the ground and calmly sign it, Julian looked surprised.

Tentatively asked: "Then we go to City Hall now?"

"Okay!" I agreed without any objection.

Knowing the true face of this man in front of me, how could I let myself fall into a predicament again.

Leaving him is the first thing to do.

Seeing me agree so readily, without arguing or making noise, cracks appeared on Julian's face.

I knew what he was uncomfortable about. He just thought I would make a big scene and refuse to divorce.

Now that I did as he wished, he was unhappy again.

He wanted to see me live and die for him, wanted to see me unable to leave him, showing a humble and broken look.

Julian wanted to take all the good things. Why didn't he think about how there could be such cheap things in this world?

Coming out of City Hall, I walked silently towards the car I came in.

Seeing me calm from beginning to end, showing no reluctance nor looking at him once, Julian finally couldn't help it.

He stopped me as I was about to leave: "Chloe, I might not be able to come back to accompany you in the future. Remember to call me if you need anything."

"No need. Since we are divorced, we should act like it. It's better not to interact. After all, you are about to marry Miss Turner. Us contacting each other would be unfair to Miss Turner."

I dropped these words, got in the car, and went straight to the hospital. From registration to finishing the surgery and checking into the postpartum center, it took me less than four hours.

Lying on the bed in the postpartum center, a message came on my phone.

It was from a strange number, a custom wedding dress priced at millions, air-freighted roses.

And a five-star hotel ballroom, gold-plated invitations, and a diamond ring symbolizing loving only one person in a lifetime.

Needless to say, it was Sophia using a side account to show off to me. Have to say, Sophia knows how to provoke me.

When I was with Julian, his family suffered an economic crisis and was penniless, having nothing.

Julian and I were forced to squeeze into a basement less than ten square meters, eating instant noodles, chased by debt collectors everywhere.

What I fancied was Julian's talent, him as a person.

So I was willing to suffer with Julian. When we got married, Julian was still in the struggle stage.

Julian gave me nothing for the wedding. We just went to City Hall to get the certificate and then ate a bowl of spicy hot pot together.

At that time, Julian held my hand and swore that one day he would compensate me, giving me the best of everything in the world.

Later, after Julian became successful, he never mentioned compensating me, and I never thought about asking for compensation.

I thought with true love, we could depend on each other until old age. I didn't expect a lifetime to be only a short five years.

The compensation Julian promised me was all given to Sophia.

Because Sophia once helped him, he wanted to repay Sophia.

In my past life, I asked Julian more than once, why did he have to marry her to repay Sophia?

Julian said this was Sophia's wish, Sophia's only request.

He put Sophia first but ignored me, the wife who tasted all the bitterness with him.

In my past life, I didn't feel anything wrong at all, actually foolishly wanting his love. I really didn't die unjustly.