Chapter 2

When dividing the assets, I only took my savings card, which had 400,000 yuan.

Daniel couldn't help but boast, "Look how good I am to you. You've freeloaded for so many years, and I never asked for rent."

Internally, I was full of scorn, controlling the urge to slap him.

"Since you were so sensible and agreed to divorce, I'll give you an extra 100,000, so you don't end up scavenging on the streets."

I gladly accepted the 100,000 yuan Daniel transferred.

You can have issues with fools, but never with money.

Besides, I knew Daniel was quite wealthy now.

Three days ago, he won a thirty million lottery prize. He wanted to live with Olivia before claiming the prize, so he schemed to divorce me.

In my past life, I had no idea.

I thought I had a decent husband and a third-grade son, so I tried to protect my family as much as possible.

Until I saw Olivia posting intimate photos with Daniel on my Snapchat feed, with the caption: "After years apart, after life's twists and turns, it's still you."

Daniel's smiling face in the photo was a stark contrast to his usual impatient demeanor.

I thought of how the whole family treated me after Olivia returned:

Daniel mocked me for always asking for money and having no self-respect.

My elementary school son despised me for not letting him play video games or eat snacks, calling me a "bad woman."

In the previous life, I rushed to the scene, gave Olivia a slap, and called her a "homewrecking sl*t," only to be locked in the basement by them.

One slap couldn't make up for the pain of being roasted alive!

I wanted them to die a hundred, a thousand times more painfully than I did!

After leaving City Hall, I watched as my son jumped into Olivia's arms. Daniel joyfully led them both away, the family of three laughing like they were on top of the world.

Laugh now, but soon you won't be able to.