5

Returning home, as soon as I opened the door, an indescribable smell hit me in the face.

Although incense was lit inside the house to try to cover it up, no woman would be unfamiliar with that kind of smell.

Tom was wearing a loose bathrobe and bustling about in the kitchen.

Seeing me come in, he grinned and brought out two bowls of tomato and egg noodles.

"Honey, I made these noodles myself.

Hurry and try them."

Tom never cooked and was unwilling to learn.

He disdained the greasiness of the kitchen and didn't want the smoke and fire to ruin the skin he meticulously cared for.

Usually at home, I was the one taking care of him.

Seeing the obvious fawning on his face, I felt no ripples in my heart.

"Just put it there."

I dragged my luggage into the bedroom, and Tom followed closely behind, starting to act coy and make excuses again, "Honey, I'm sorry.

That day, I didn't intentionally not go to the hospital to see Dad.

Fiona's cat suddenly ran away, and she was so heartbroken.

Her mental state was very poor, so I accompanied her to look for it."

I gave a cold laugh, "Oh, so my dad's life is less important than Fiona Lin's cat.

Tom Hong, have you forgotten that when you had a car accident and fractured your bones, it was my dad who took care of you for three months like a nurse, not even taking off his clothes to rest? You gained ten pounds, but he lost twenty.

Did you feed your conscience to the cat?"Tom's face changed colors.

Knowing he was in the wrong, he didn't dare to argue loudly, only muttering softly, "Dad doesn't blame me anymore, so why are you still angry?"

I couldn't be bothered with him.

I opened my suitcase, but instead of taking things out, I opened the bedside table drawer and started putting my valuables inside.

"Honey, I know I was wrong.

Next time we have a holiday, I'll accompany you on a trip, okay? Wherever you want to go..."

He suddenly stopped when he saw my actions, anger flaring in his eyes.

He roughly grabbed my hand, "Olivia Xu, what are you doing? I already admitted my mistake.

Do you have to keep harping on about this small matter?"

I opened the last drawer and took out the divorce agreement I had prepared long ago, handing it to him, "Sign it.

It's time to end this.

Let's part on good terms.

You have no shame, but I still do."

Tom was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly bristling, "What do you mean? Saying I have no shame? What shameless thing have I done? Did you see me sleeping with another woman and..."

His voice suddenly caught in his throat, his gaze falling on the stack of photos under the divorce agreement in the open drawer.

His eyes widened, his face instantly turning ashen.

He couldn't understand how the photos of him and Fiona Lin, naked because they were too entangled in the office on our anniversary, had appeared with me.

His lips trembled, tears welling up in his eyes, anxious to explain.

I didn't give him a chance, pulling out the photos and directly slapping them on his face.

My gaze swept downward, and I sneered, "That Fiona Lin left less than half an hour ago, right?"

The panic and embarrassment in Tom's eyes had nowhere to hide.

I closed my suitcase and got up to leave.

But Tom chased after me and grabbed me tightly, crying his heart out, "Honey, I know I was wrong.

I was just confused for a moment.

I don't have true feelings for her.

It's you I love, it's always been you.

Can you forgive me this once?"

"Tom Hong, enough is enough.

If I make a big fuss and tear off the facade, the only ones who will lose face are you and your little mistress."

As soon as Tom heard that Fiona Lin's reputation was at risk, he immediately let go.

Seeing my resolute attitude, he knew I wouldn't let the matter rest.

He might as well rip off his mask and righteously demanded, "You can divorce me, but this house and car have to be given to me.

You can't take them."

I laughed angrily, "Fine, they're all yours."

As long as I could quickly get rid of this disgusting scum, nothing else mattered.

But Tom was still not satisfied, feeling entitled as he demanded, "You also have to promise not to expose my relationship with Huanhuan.

You can't damage her reputation.

She has outstanding abilities and a bright future ahead of her, not something a waste like you can compare to."

In all the years I had been married to Tom, even during the sweetest times of our newlywed period, I had never seen him defend me like this.

Now, for the sake of a mistress, he was insulting me with vicious words.

I laughed at myself, feeling miserable.

"I have no interest in meddling with your messy affairs."

I always kept my word.

With my promise, Tom signed the divorce agreement with great joy.

At the entrance of the civil affairs bureau, I formally met Fiona Lin.

Tom was like a young boy in the throes of love.

After tearing off the facade with me, he and Fiona Lin completely let loose, shamelessly flaunting their affection everywhere without any regard.

Without my support, Mr.Zhang directly kicked these two good-for-nothing wastes out of the company.

I had once helped Mr.Zhang with a big favor.

If it weren't for my sake, how could a vase like Tom, who only knew how to dress up, possibly enter such a high-end company and earn a monthly salary of twenty thousand without doing anything difficult?

Tom had no self-awareness and even thought I had interfered behind the scenes.

As soon as he saw me, he looked at me with disdain, "Olivia Xu, do you think you can force Huanhuan and me into a dead end with such despicable methods? You're too naive.

I have a house and a car now, and Huanhuan has the ability.

Even if I do nothing, she can still let me live the life of a rich man.

Heh, just you wait.

This isn't over between us."

Looking at his disgusting face, I wished I could go back to the past and slap myself a few times.