The moment I heard my daughter call another woman "Mommy," my hand shook. I accidentally arranged a red apricot branch in the vase. But my husband's female assistant saw it and ran out crying. That night, my husband asked for a divorce. Receiving the message at 3 AM, I thought I was dreaming. But early the next morning, he rubbed his brows, dark circles under his eyes, and handed me the divorce papers: "Mia said you were mocking her on purpose. If I hadn't stopped her, she would have jumped last night." "She's young and sensitive, hates people saying she climbed up by seduction. I can only become single to coax her." "When she forgives you, I'll withdraw the divorce application immediately." My five-year-old daughter chimed in from the side: "Bad woman, bullying Mommy Mia! Daddy, punish her!" Normally, I would have cried and screamed, accusing my husband of cheating and my daughter of siding with the mistress. But this time, I didn't shed a single tear, my hand holding the food didn't even tremble. I nodded calmly: "Okay." "Today is our seventh anniversary, and also our seventh divorce." My husband nodded: "The last time. Once she cools down, I'll come back and live a good life with you." I smiled and submitted the divorce papers. He didn't know, this time, I was serious. Chapter 1 When my husband called back to reconcile, his tone was exhausted: "Mia said she forgives you, you can come back now." But the only response he got was the sound of splashing water. I raised an eyebrow and turned on the speakerphone. The man's low groan beside me became instantly clear. "Who are you? Where is my wife?" Julian's casual tone instantly became tense, accompanied by the faint sound of grinding teeth. The man holding me chuckled, tucked my hair behind my ear, hung up the phone, and left the room. Half an hour later, the front door was kicked open. Julian rushed in, grabbing my hand nervously, circling me. Finding me unharmed, he sighed in relief and hugged me tightly: "Wifey, I missed you." His eyes were slightly red, chin rubbing against my shoulder: "Are you mad at me? Sorry, I won't do it again. Don't use a wild man to provoke me." "You know I love you the most. Even if it's fake, I'll get jealous." Missed me? So he accompanied Mia to see orcas in the Maldives, then immediately went to Aspen to see the snow. She posted over a hundred show-off moments on Instagram this month. Listening to his heartfelt words, I sneered, "It's not fake." Watching his smile freeze, I looked amused: "We are already divorced. I don't need to provoke you." Julian laughed twice, his expression instantly relaxing: "Still jealous, wifey? Don't be mad. She and I are just colleagues, I didn't do anything to betray you." "How about this, to compensate for making you divorce, I'll propose to you again. Couples fight at the head of the bed and make up at the end. Please forgive me one more time." Saying this, he took out a box from his pocket: "This is a Tiffany necklace, I bought it specially for you on my business trip." My gaze fell straight on the ring finger of Julian's left hand. There was a faint mark, one only ring wearers have. When we got married, he said he didn't prepare a wedding ring for the sake of his professional image. Coupled with this abrupt necklace, it was self-evident who he wore the ring with. At the same time, my daughter rushed in from the door and hugged me. She opened her palm, revealing a lifelike butterfly hairpin: "Can you stop being angry? The little butterfly is apologizing to you." I took the hairpin and pinned it on my head. The cold rejection was instantly stifled. How can one be angry with their own child? Bang! Fireworks sounded. Julian took my hand and walked out the door. A heart shape formed by 999 drones was slowly flying over. When it flew to my door, the drones changed formation, forming my name. [Scarlett, Happy 10th Anniversary.] My daughter looked at me with hope, while Julian smiled gently, just like the boy who set up 999 candles to confess to me back then. Very cliché. But very dazzling. Passersby exclaimed, stopping to applaud us: "Young man is good, very romantic!" "Kiss her! Kiss her! Kiss her!" I looked into Julian's eyes without speaking. He pursed his lower lip slightly, leaning down to kiss my cheek. Just then, a car headlight flashed violently on my face, and Mia's aggrieved crying came over. Chapter 2 Mia, teetering on sky-high heels, looked at Julian with teary eyes: "We just finished taking wedding photos, and you want to cheat? Julian. You said you would only love me in this life, you were lying to me! I'll die for you to see!" Saying this, Mia ran towards a tree by the road, then crashed headfirst into Julian's arms. She hammered Julian's chest: "Julian, you bastard! Since you want to betray me, let me die." My daughter ran over to wipe her tears, voice soft: "Mommy don't cry, Daddy and I only love you." Instantly, the gossiping eyes of passersby turned sharply towards me: "So that woman is the mistress?" "Must be. The child is so big, how can she have the nerve to seduce a married man." I wanted to explain, but Julian frowned and interrupted me: "You go, I can't let Mia down." My daughter also pulled the hairpin directly from my head, ripping out a bunch of my hair. And snatched the necklace box from my hand: "Thought it was for you? These are gifts Daddy and I prepared for Mommy." My daughter changed her tune to call Mia "Mommy" after only a month. Julian raised an eyebrow and smiled, kneeling on one knee in front of Mia: "I always wondered what I still owed you. Maybe, it's this ring." My daughter pinned the hairpin on her: "Mommy likes butterflies the best, I bought this specially for you." At the same time, in the livestream of a passerby, a "Rich Family True Love" tag hit #1 on the trending list. [Husband and child love her so much, she is the real winner in life!] [OMG, that diamond on the ring is like two carats, looks like the Heart of the Ocean designed by a master for three years, worth over 100 million, the only one in the world.] Amidst the crowd's praise, Mia looked at me contemptuously and leaned into Julian's arms. Julian held Mia with one hand and led my daughter with the other, leaving. And I didn't panic like before. Just silently screenshotted all of Mia's social media posts, then blocked and deleted her and Julian. I have no time for the drama of a mistress rising to power. Chapter 3 Sebastian's video call came through: "Scarlett, I've handled the company affairs and am on my way back. Want a midnight snack?" I thought seriously, "No, no appetite." Sebastian's expression instantly became nervous: "What's wrong? Did the guy who called this afternoon bother you? He... he didn't do anything to you, right?" Although he turned his head pretending to speak casually, the slight pursing of his lower lip revealed Sebastian's concern. I smiled and shook my head: "What are you thinking? It's just hot weather. Don't answer strange calls like that in the future, they are all harassment." When Sebastian returned home and saw the empty living room, he rushed into the bedroom. Seeing me packing, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Aren't we going abroad next month? Why packing now?" I smiled and hugged him, continuing to pack: "I changed the ticket to three days later. Let's leave early and travel there." When buying the ticket, I hesitated for a long time. But now, deciding to leave was just a matter of a split second. There is nothing worth lingering here anymore. Except... Early the next morning, I arrived at the auction. My parents went missing during their world tour years ago. On a small island up for bid today, there is the only clue I've found so far. But before I reached my seat, I was tripped by a high heel. Mia chuckled, "No way, Scarlett. Although your child calls me Mom now, you don't need to bow so deeply to me." "You are so much older than me, I'm afraid it will shorten my life." Although she said that, she didn't walk away. Instead, she asked her friends to help me up. "So good at acting pitiful. If I were a man, I would be soft-hearted. Too bad, Julian is devoted and faithful, only has eyes for me." I slapped away the hands helping me: "Being a mistress feels good, huh? Otherwise, you wouldn't be smiling so happily, right?" Mia's smile disappeared, "You really have a sharp tongue. Hope you can still smile later." Thinking she was talking about Julian, I didn't care. Who cares about a man who already cheated? But unexpectedly, when the bidding for the island project started, Julian's subordinate began presenting using my proposal. My proposal was stolen! I looked at Julian in disbelief. He turned his head away unnaturally. I worked sleeplessly for a month on this proposal to get the usage rights of this island and investigate the clues before my parents disappeared. I didn't expect him to treat me like this for Mia. Mia tilted her head, pointing at the PPT on stage: "Is the presentation good, Scarlett? I'm determined to win." To find the truth, I could only grit my teeth and call my subordinate: "Add ten points to the budget. No matter what, I want this island." Julian opened his mouth looking at me, seeming to want to explain, but was pulled by Mia: "Julian, you said you would give this island to me. How can you let Scarlett snatch this island with your money?" I smiled bitterly. So, we started from scratch together, but in outsiders' eyes, I was just a leech. Just as I wanted to tell Julian I would compete to the end, he suddenly stopped Mia: "What's the point of fighting for a deserted island? I have a better gift for you, Mia." Chapter 4 After my employee presented on stage, the tenderers showed approving smiles. Seeing no hope, Mia left the conference room crying. Julian glanced at me and followed her out. I frowned slightly, not knowing what drama they were up to again. Malicious bidding on this island had already forced me to sell all my shares. Until the end, Mia came back in Julian's arms, smiling at me ambiguously. On the way out of the venue, people kept pointing at me. Fragments of nasty words destroyed my good mood just now. Just as I walked to the door, a woman stopped me aggressively, "Are you the one sending nude photos to my husband?" Before I could react, she slapped me to the ground: "Itchy without a man for a day? Wearing lingerie and calling others husband on video?" More and more people gathered, including my partners. "Sent to me too. Didn't expect President Scarlett to have such a body under the suit, and bought so many toys. She really knows how to play." "No wonder she could hook President Julian to death. She probably climbed up using this back then. Can't blame President Julian, no normal man can resist." I was a bit dazed by the slap. Looking at the explicit images on her phone, my heart sank. The person in the picture wore lace fabric more seductive than being naked, leading the eye constantly to private parts. I wanted to explain, but someone suddenly threw a cup of coffee. The dirty liquid fell from my head, soaking my shirt. At the end of the video, my coquettish voice came out. Silence filled the venue. Without exception, eyes fell on my red lips stained with coffee.
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