When I was three months pregnant, my CEO husband, Julian Reed, suddenly handed me a divorce agreement. He wanted to divorce me to marry his "white moonlight" (first love), Sophia Turner, because Sophia was pregnant. He didn't want Sophia to bear the stigma of having a child out of wedlock, nor did he want her child to be illegitimate, so he wronged me, his legal wife. In my past life, I refused to divorce even unto death. Julian and I fought and argued, and I even threatened suicide. In the end, both my unborn child and I lost our lives. Reliving my life, this won't happen again. I signed the divorce agreement without any hesitation. That very night, I went to the hospital and terminated the pregnancy. Later, after Julian finally appeased Sophia, he came to ask me for remarriage. He knocked on my door carrying bags of baby products. Looking at my flat abdomen, Julian's pupils shrank: "Where is our child?" I looked at him and smiled: "Aborted! The day you divorced me, I aborted it!" 1 "Chloe, to prevent Sophia from being criticized, I have to divorce you and marry her. Don't worry, after she gives birth, I will divorce her and remarry you." When Julian Reed handed me the signed divorce agreement, I had just been reborn. Looking at this familiar yet strange face, listening to his shameless words, physical and psychological repulsion made me slap Julian's hand away. The divorce agreement fell to the ground. Julian glared at me with a dark face. Beside him, Sophia Turner's eyes were filled with tears, "Sister Chloe, it's all my fault. For the sake of the child in my belly not being called a bastard, I beg you! I'll kneel for you!" She pretended to kneel, naturally impossible to actually kneel down. Julian hugged her distressedly. He hugged another woman tightly in front of me, his pregnant wife, looking at me with deep disappointment: "Why are you so unreasonable? I said it's just a fake divorce, doing this is only to help Sophia. Sophia saved me back then, I can't leave her in the lurch! Why can't you understand me?" Looking at Julian's disappointed gaze, I remembered my experience in the previous life. In my previous life, I loved Julian so much and was just pregnant, how could I agree to such an absurd thing. I firmly refused to divorce, crying and making a scene. Julian was extremely disappointed in me. If I didn't sign the divorce, Julian couldn't marry Sophia, and couldn't let Sophia give birth legitimately. Worried that Sophia would be cyberbullied and lose her reputation, Julian used extraordinary means on me. He personally set a trap to make me look like a woman who cheated in marriage and was promiscuous and shameless. Looking at the overwhelming public condemnation against me, I was stunned. I called Julian wanting him to clarify for me, but Julian blocked me. Finally, while being chased by paparazzi, the car I was driving suddenly malfunctioned, crashed into the bridge pier of the cross-sea bridge, and rushed into the sea. Before dying, the cold and salty seawater kept pouring into my nose and mouth. That despair and pain made me shudder. Across from me, Julian, holding Sophia, said coldly: "Chloe Vance, let me tell you, you have to divorce whether you want to or not! I tell you, if you don't listen, I have plenty of means to make you divorce obediently!" The means he spoke of was to turn me into a slut, an object of everyone's scorn, causing the death of both me and my child. Having experienced Julian's means, how could I still be obsessed? I pulled the corner of my mouth: "No need for means, I'll sign! Immediately, right now!" 2 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. 3 I ignored Sophia's provocation and calmly ate the nutritious meal prepared by the postpartum center. Seeing me unmoved, Sophia stopped. I ate and drank enough and prepared to rest. Suddenly another message came on my phone. This time it was Julian: "Chloe, have you had dinner? is the baby fussing?" I didn't reply. A few minutes later, Julian sent a long explanation message: "You were wronged today! Sorry Chloe! Believe me, the person I love is you. I have nothing to do with Sophia. I did this only to repay kindness. Don't worry, once Sophia gives birth to the child, and her child has a legal identity, I will divorce her and remarry you." I couldn't help laughing out loud reading his message. In the previous life, he didn't have these explanatory words, only impatience and calculation towards me. He clearly knew I loved him deeply, clearly knew I was pregnant. Yet he was willing to design me so cruelly for so-called repayment of kindness. Before dying, I always believed there was love between Julian and me. But after dying once, I understood that in Julian's heart, I probably couldn't even compare to a strand of Sophia's hair. Otherwise, how could he bear to make such a shameless request to me, how could he design me so despicably? I ignored Julian. I just had surgery and needed rest. Only by recovering my body can I do the next things. I turned off my phone and let myself fall into deep sleep wholeheartedly. I recuperated in the postpartum center for a week. At the end of the week, my body recovered quite well. Leaving the center, I turned on my phone and saw at a glance the dense missed calls and messages, all from Julian. Divorced strangers now, don't understand why he called me so many times. I didn't care about his intentions and drove home. Getting out of the car, I actually saw Sophia. Sophia stood at the gate making a call, her face fierce to the extreme. Seeing me, Sophia froze, immediately hung up the phone and walked quickly towards me. Without outsiders, Sophia was no longer that delicate and weak appearance. She walked up to me in three steps and cursed: "Chloe Vance, where the hell did you die these past few days?" 4 I frowned looking at Sophia's face distorted with anger: "What does where I go have to do with Miss Turner? Don't you think you are meddling too much?" "You think I want to manage you? You damn woman, you deliberately didn't answer Julian's calls, right? Thought you agreed to divorce because you figured it out, didn't expect you to pull this stunt. Chloe Vance, I underestimated you!" Sophia was really angry, spit flying, no image at all. I looked at Sophia's distorted face feeling a bit disgusted, ignored Sophia and went straight into the house. When opening the door, Sophia roared angrily behind me: "It's all because you bitch played missing, delaying my wedding with Julian." I turned off my phone for a week to have peace, thought Julian and Sophia had already got the license and held a grand wedding. Didn't expect not yet. Sophia blamed me for not being able to hold the wedding with Julian. She really can't distinguish clearly. What does this have to do with me? I said calmly: "Miss Turner, Julian and I have divorced. What he wants to do has nothing to do with me. I have no reason or obligation to report my schedule to him. Also, since you and Julian are preparing to get married, please control your man well. Don't let him disturb me like a mad dog. I am very disgusted." I told the truth, but Sophia went crazy with anger. Cursed at me: "Chloe Vance, you bitch, you think playing this trick will make Julian soft-hearted towards you. Let me tell you, stop dreaming! With me here, Julian won't remarry you! Never in this life!" "Who said I want to remarry Julian? Trash should stay in the trash can. I think you two are very compatible. Being locked together for a lifetime is best." I slammed the door shut, isolating Sophia's curses outside. Half an hour later, Julian rushed in. He broke in and questioned me angrily: "Where did you hide these past few days? Why didn't you reply to messages? Why didn't you answer calls? Do you know how worried I was about you? I looked everywhere for you during this time. If I didn't find you, I was going to call the police!" Looked for me? Worried about me? Does Julian look like he loves me that much? Loved me but forced me to divorce to marry another woman? Loved me but let me carry infamy and die with the baby? I looked indifferently at Julian's flustered appearance and said slowly: "Julian Reed, we have divorced. We have no relationship anymore. Don't you know the principle that I have no responsibility or obligation to reply to your messages and calls?" Julian was stunned hearing me say this: "So you deliberately didn't reply to my messages or answer my calls these past few days?" "Yes! A qualified ex should be like dead, never contacting. From now on, I won't reply to your messages or answer your calls. Hope you understand." 5 I just stated the facts calmly, but Julian was furious. He kicked over the coffee table: "You actually did it on purpose? I thought you were sensible. Didn't expect you to be such a person. Chloe Vance, you disappointed me too much!" Looking at Julian's flustered appearance, I really didn't understand: "Mr. Reed, we are divorced. What I do has nothing to do with you, similarly what you do has nothing to do with me. When you proposed divorce, you should have been very clear about this, right? What does acting like this mean now? I remind you that your marriage partner is still here. You doing this will make her look bad." Julian looked at me with unimaginable gaze: "Are you angry with me? Are you doing this on purpose? Chloe Vance, you clearly know my divorce with you is just an expedient measure." "There is no expedient measure. Divorce is divorce, bridges are bridges, roads are roads. Mr. Reed, according to the divorce agreement, this house belongs to me now. Please don't appear here in the future, okay?" Julian didn't believe I wanted to cut ties with him from the bottom of my heart, still thinking I was playing hard to get: "Chloe Vance, I know you are angry with me. You are saying these words deliberately to anger me." "No! You misunderstood! I really want to cut ties with you completely and never meet again from the bottom of my heart." "Haha! How is that possible? Chloe Vance, stop saying angry words. I know your feelings for me. You love me so much, you can't leave me, let alone we have a child." Julian knew how much I looked forward to having a child with him. Married for five years without a child, finally getting pregnant, I was careful every day. Eating and drinking according to scientific methods, I would nag him about the child several times a day, looking forward to the child's birth. In Julian's view, the child was my life, the bond maintaining my relationship with him. Julian didn't know I had already aborted the child. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. When he spoke again, he had sorted out his emotions: "Chloe, I know you and the child have been wronged! How about this, I won't hold a grand wedding with Sophia, we'll just get the certificate. This should calm your anger, right?" When Julian made concessions, I clearly saw disbelief in Sophia's eyes. A few days ago, she used a side account to show off her million-dollar wedding dress, air-freighted wedding roses, five-star hotel wedding hall, and the one-and-only diamond ring. Now Julian canceled it with one sentence. How could Sophia endure it? Sophia cried, looking pitiful. "Julian, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have troubled you, to prevent Chloe from misunderstanding you and becoming distant. I better not marry you." Seeing Sophia cry, Julian immediately felt reluctant: "I promised to help you! The marriage won't change. I will definitely let the child in your belly be born legitimately." "No need. This child was an accident, shouldn't have appeared. I'll go abort it!" Sophia said covering her face crying and ran out. Julian froze for a moment, then chased after her. I sat on the sofa without moving. A few minutes later, Julian's exclamation came from outside: "Sophia! Sophia wake up!" Then after a short while, the car roared away. I received a text from Julian: "Chloe, Sophia got emotional, fell and fainted. I have to take her to the hospital. Be good." Hehe! At noon, I received a message from an anonymous number: "Your husband is mine now!" The picture was Julian gently feeding Sophia. I exited without expression, followed by another anonymous message. I thought it was a provocative message from Sophia. After seeing the content clearly, my face changed instantly.
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