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And so, I signed the papers alone, lay on the cold operating table alone, and severed my connection with that child alone in heart–wrenching
pain.
Meanwhile, Alexander took his mistress traveling around the world.
While they were busy skiing, sailing, and riding hot air balloons, I packed up my things and moved out of that house.
Then I mailed the divorce papers to his company.
Two weeks later, I received a call from Alexander.
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But instead of mentioning the divorce, he said he was coming to pick me up now to attend his best friend Tyler’s engagement party with
Scarlett.
Apparently, he had just landed.
He hadn’t gone home or to the office yet.
Walking out of the mall, Alexander’s Maybach was already waiting by the curb.
Naturally, Chloe was sitting in the passenger seat.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Zhang, I get a bit carsick, so I’m sitting here. You don’t mind, do you?”
Alexander also took off his sunglasses, his dark eyes flashing coldly. “Olivia, go sit in the back…”
However, before he finished speaking.
I had already settled into the back seat and fastened my seatbelt.
Alexander was momentarily at a loss for words.
After starting the car.
He suddenly said casually that he had already prepared a dress for her.
But his thoughtful gaze kept sweeping back through the rearview mirror.
The car was instantly filled with Chloe’s sweet, chirping joy:
“Aww, you’re so good to me, love you!”
But I remained unmoved, as quiet as a dead person, asking nothing.
I thought that by this point, Alexander should be satisfied.
But unexpectedly, he still got inexplicably angry, his tone icy.
“Olivia, what’s wrong? A few days apart and you’ve turned mute?!”
I let out a mocking laugh, “What? You told me to get used to it, and now you’re not used to it yourself?”
“Or are you missing someone to applaud on the sidelines?”
He was left speechless, anger rising on his face.
He could only viciously floor the gas pedal.
