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On my birthday, Ethan brought his petite secretary to attend my birthday party.
Melody was wearing the same dress as me, and people around us were whispering and staring at me.
"At her age, she's still trying to dress like a young girl."
As I shifted my gaze, I noticed that the necklace Melody was wearing was also identical to mine.
But this necklace was the one Ethan had bought for me on my birthday last year, and it was supposed to be one-of-a-kind worldwide.
Melody, taking advantage of the crowd, shoved me and whispered mockingly in my ear, "An old hag like you only deserves to wear fakes."
I lost my balance and fell into the swimming pool.
Crawling out of the water in a mess, I was ready to slap Melody back, but as I raised my hand, it was stopped before I could follow through.
"Scarlett, look at yourself! What a mess!"
It was Ethan. I looked at him in disbelief.
He said, "If you don't want to enjoy your birthday, then get out."
I pushed him away and left the banquet hall alone.
Behind me, he jeered, "Good riddance. At least you won't embarrass yourself here anymore."
And so, on my 28th birthday, I found myself walking alone to a law firm.
"Hello, I'd like to file for divorce."

BF Brought His Little Secretary To Slap Me In The

Here in this remote village, I became a volunteer, transforming into a rural teacher.


Every day, I face the innocent faces of the little ones, no longer dwelling on my departed parents, Whiskers, or having to confront Ethan.


Despite the harsh conditions and physical exhaustion, I find myself truly happy. This joy, bubbling from deep within, is something I haven't experienced in a long time.


Brent is a fellow volunteer I met here.


He's quite an odd character. Usually, he appears cold and aloof, seemingly devoid of emotion.


But when he's with the children, he beams like a doting grandfather.


I've been here for two weeks and haven't exchanged a single word with him.


Last time, when we visited families who had children but were reluctant to send them to school, the mountain path was treacherously muddy. I nearly slipped into a ditch, but Brent caught me just in time.


Chapter 7