Chapter 3

He hid things well, like he was preventing me from discovering he was wealthy. I couldn’t find any evidence!

Oliver came home three hours later.

He seemed in a good mood, smiling as he hugged me on the couch. "After a year of work, we can finally take a break. Did you buy condoms? We can have a good time. The company was busy at year’s end, we haven’t been intimate. Let's make up for it today."

My stomach churned, finding his behavior disgusting.

I pushed him away and sarcastically asked, "Oliver, you’re probably drained, right? How does it feel cheating with Juniper behind my back?"

Oliver's pupils dilated instantly, then he forced a laugh, "Honey, what are you talking about?"

I raised my voice, "I want a divorce! You went to great lengths to pretend to be someone else, making me suffer here while you’re keeping a mistress in a luxury neighborhood. Aren’t you disgusting?"

Oliver, frustrated, said, "I did it for you! When we met, you wanted $30 bubble tea. You’re a gold digger! I hid my identity to help you change your ways!"

"You being frugal and a good wife is thanks to me! You should be grateful!"

"And I wasn't planning to hide it forever. But you can’t stick to a budget every month. How can I trust you?"

"Enough!" I couldn’t listen anymore and shouted, cutting him off, "I was fooled by your facade! Once exposed, you showed your true self?"

"Fine, let's divorce, before City Hall closes for the holidays."

Oliver paced the small living room; he was really angry, a far cry from his usual self.

He liked controlling me in bed, guiding me by day, but things had spiraled beyond his control.

He couldn’t handle it and said, "Fine! We can divorce! But don’t think of taking any of my money! I’ll generously give you this house."

Generous? I paid most of the down payment, and I’m paying most of the mortgage!

I couldn’t believe he said that with a straight face!

He expected me to beg, "If a gold digger like you enters my home, who knows what trouble you’d cause? I’ll divorce you eventually!"

"Really going through with it?"

Eloise sat in front of me, looking awkward.

After a night of thinking, I calmed down. "You asked me to deliver the package not just because of your twisted ankle or it being on my way, right?"

"What else do you know? Can you tell me now?"

Eloise, a friend since childhood, felt guilty as things escalated. "Actually, a few days ago, Liam came to see me."

"Are you really going to get a divorce?"

Eloise sat across from me, visibly uncomfortable and unsure.

After a night of reflection, I was able to calm myself. "You asked me to help deliver something, but it wasn't just because of your sprained ankle or because it was on my way, right?"

"What else do you know? Can you tell me now?"

Eloise, my childhood friend, looked guilty. "Actually, a few days ago, Liam came to see me."

"He told me about Oliver's infidelity, but I knew with your personality, you wouldn't believe it without seeing it yourself. So, I helped him stage the scene."

"But I really didn't know he was a wealthy heir! I only knew he was cheating!"

At this point, whether he was cheating or hiding his wealthy background from me no longer matters. Both prove he didn't truly love me. He was full of deceit.

This marriage has to end!

I suppressed my anger. "What else do you know? You can tell me everything now."

Eloise shook her head. "That's all. I'm not really familiar with either of them."

"But Liam coming around suddenly, who knows what he's up to. You should be careful."

I nodded to show I understood.

I have no desire to return to the house Oliver and I bought. I plan to sell it before the divorce and split the proceeds evenly. I won’t take a penny more than what’s mine. Whatever he takes, I can easily get back by visiting home. I’m not bothered at all!

Having seen his true colors, I just want to cut ties quickly. No more contact!

I've decided to stay at Eloise’s place until the divorce is finalized.

After reclaiming his rich heir identity, Oliver ditched his beat-up van and flea market clothes.

On the day of the divorce, he arrived in luxury attire, driving an extravagant car.

In the passenger seat was his childhood sweetheart, Juniper.

When Oliver wasn’t looking, Juniper wore a smug expression. I think she’s been waiting for this day for a long time.

Oliver is truly blind, having a gold digger like her by his side and not realizing it.

From deep within, I genuinely wish them well. May they stay together forever and not harm others.

After getting out of the car, he leaned against the door, speaking in a sarcastic tone, “Leaving me will be the biggest mistake of your life. If you could have endured my test, a year later, you’d be enjoying this luxurious life too.”

"Blame yourself for being too greedy and impatient. Seeing your recent behavior, I’m more convinced that keeping secrets from you and testing you was the right decision!"

I have no idea where his sense of superiority comes from!

I rolled my eyes at him, inadvertently revealing my Cartier limited edition earrings. “Who is this country bumpkin?”

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He noticed them too. “There’s no need to pretend in front of me. I know exactly how much money you have. Wearing fake flea market goods to save face is just embarrassing.”

"But for the sake of our marriage, I'll split the house 60-40 after the divorce."

The house isn’t worth much. In the end, he’s essentially giving me an extra $70,000.

Yet, he acts like he’s offering me the world. I’m more disgusted with Oliver than ever!

I don’t want to stay with him any longer. “If we’re divorcing, let’s hurry up. I’m in a rush.”

My disdain for him was obvious, but he thought I was just being irrational.

To prevent him from continuing his act, I didn’t hesitate to turn and walk into City Hall.

In less than half an hour, Oliver and I came out again.

Juniper couldn’t help but approach us, holding Oliver's hand and cautiously asking, “Did you get divorced?”

After being deceived by Oliver for so long, I had no intention of letting him off easily.

So, before he could answer, I quickly said, “No, we didn’t.”

Juniper panicked instantly. She went from a delicate flower to furious. “How come you aren't divorced?! Didn’t you always say you would divorce?!”

“Oliver! Are you lying to me? Didn’t you say that after divorcing her, you’d be with me? You even called her a gold digger! Why aren’t you divorced now?!”

Then she suddenly thought of something, her voice sharp with disbelief, “You’re not still hung up on this gold digger, are you?!”

Oliver, frustrated by her shouting, couldn’t help but raise his voice, “Divorce cooling-off period!”

Only then did Juniper calm down, quickly regaining her demure demeanor.

She snuggled into Oliver’s arms. “I knew it. How could you still be hung up on her?”

“You promised me you’d be with me. You wouldn’t lie to me, right?”

She spoke softly, but her eyes were full of desire for possession.

This kind of woman is ruthless, but Oliver, the miser, insists she’s the one who can endure hardships with him and withstand tests.

If anything happens in the future, it’s no one’s fault but his own. It’s his just desserts!

Oliver deliberately flaunted his affection for her in front of me. “That’s right. I’ll give you a grand wedding.”

I chuckled coldly. Oliver thought I was jealous and was about to mock me when he saw me get into a luxury car.

It’s a limited edition. Just one of its tires could probably buy him a car.

Oliver’s eyes sparkled as he rushed over, angrily questioning me, “Where did this come from? You haven’t even properly divorced yet, and you’re already clinging to someone else’s leg!”

“You just love sleeping with older men, don’t you? How did I not see that you’re such a cheap gold digger before?”

I pried his hand off. “Please show some respect. Do you think everyone is like you, a worthless cheater?”

“This car is mine. Don’t think your family is the only wealthy one in the world. It’s utterly ridiculous!”

The driver, seeing him blocking me, couldn’t stand it any longer and got out to pull him aside, then escorted me into the car.

Under the bewildered gaze of Oliver and Juniper, the car drove me away from there.

If Oliver likes to pick fights, then I’ll play along. I am not afraid of trouble.

Whatever harm Oliver does to me, I’ll make sure to pay it back!

As soon as I got back from City Hall to Eloise’s place, my brother showed up.

He had always tried to stop me from marrying Oliver, but I stubbornly believed Oliver was a good person.

Though poor, he was hardworking and kind to me. He always acted like he couldn’t live without me.

So I was willing to endure hardships with him, willing to leave everything behind and start from scratch with him.

Now, with my brother suddenly showing up, I didn’t know how to face him.

The person I believed in, the one I chose, deceived me so terribly. If only I had listened to him.

I thought my brother would lecture me as before, but he only glanced at the designer bag I was carrying. “Finally willing to use the stuff I bought for you.”

I felt awkward. Today, to keep up appearances, I used a lot of the gifts my brother had given me.

When I got divorced, I was confidently saying that I could build a big company from scratch on my own.

But now, I still have nothing behind me.

Yet, he didn’t blame me at all. He just came in and looked around the room.

Then he said, “If you don’t want to go home yet, go to the house I bought for you. This place is too small and uncomfortable.”

He gave me a way out, and there was no reason to refuse.

I agreed, quickly packed my things, sent Eloise a message, and moved out.

Who would’ve thought, passing by a luxury neighborhood, I’d see Oliver and Juniper all lovey-dovey at the corner.

Juniper sat in front of the car, with Oliver’s arm around her waist, kissing her passionately.

My brother, who knew Oliver, impatiently honked several times to urge him.

Oliver was startled and probably deflated instantly.

Then, with a face full of anger, he looked up and locked eyes with me.

Seeing my face, Oliver sneered. “Is this the sugar daddy you’re clinging to?”