Chapter 6

Evelyn POV

Three days until the flight departed.

I started clearing out my things.

Those limited edition bags Ethan gave me, the haute couture dresses, expensive jewelry. I kept nothing, listing everything at low prices on secondhand sites.

What didn't sell, I packed up and threw directly into the dumpster outside the neighborhood.

The entire walk-in closet emptied by more than half.

When Ethan came home that evening, he saw the empty cabinets.

"Evelyn, where are all your clothes and bags? Why are they all gone?" he asked nervously.

I was organizing the desk, not even looking up. "Got tired of them. Want to try a new style."

Hearing this, Ethan visibly relaxed.

"Change them! Tomorrow I'll have the brands send over all the new season items for you to pick from!" He hugged me from behind, pulling out a thick document from his briefcase and placing it in front of me.

"Evelyn, look what this is?"

I took the document. The cover prominently read: "Evelyn Foundation."

"This is a charity foundation I specifically established in your name." Ethan's tone was full of pride seeking praise. "Every year from now on, I'll invest ten million into it, specifically to fund poor college students who can't afford school. Consider it an advance wedding anniversary gift from me. Do you like it?"

I opened the document.

The terms were beautifully written, all about helping students and giving back to society with grand visions.

But when I flipped to the hidden attachment on the last page, my gaze froze.

The attachment clearly stated that under the foundation's name was a shell investment company, and the actual controlling shareholder of this company was named Sophia.

This meant that the ten million Ethan invested into the foundation each year, under the guise of charity, would ultimately flow into Sophia's pocket through legal investment after being laundered.

He used my name for charity to gain a good reputation, while secretly using this money to support his little mistress.

Even this so-called "wedding anniversary gift" became a tool for him to pave the way for Sophia.

Ethan, you've truly used calculation to its extreme.

I looked at that name, my heart already numb beyond feeling pain.

"What's wrong? Is something written unsatisfactorily?" Seeing me remain silent, Ethan nervously leaned over to look.

I closed the document, picked up the pen from the desk, and signed my name in the beneficiary confirmation column.

"No, it's written very well." I handed the document back to him, even showing a slight smile. "Thank you. I really like this gift."

Ethan excitedly hugged me tight, lowering his head to plant a heavy kiss on my forehead.

"As long as you like it. Evelyn, as long as you're happy, I'm willing to do anything for you."

I lowered my eyes, hiding the bone-deep coldness in them.

I knew that after I died, all my assets would be donated, including this foundation established in my name.

Everything Ethan carefully planned for Sophia would ultimately turn to bubbles.

Consider it my final "congratulatory gift" to them.

I silently counted down in my heart.

Three more days.

I can leave him forever.

I only hoped nothing would go wrong in these three days.