Chapter 2

Evelyn's POV

Jason froze in surprise for two seconds.

But he didn't overthink it, simply assuming I was too heartbroken over losing the baby.

He spoke soothingly.

"Alright, I won't touch you. Just rest well and take care of your health."

Looking at this face I'd loved for four years, I recalled how I'd once asked Jason in confusion:

With an arranged marriage like ours that had no emotional foundation, we could have just stayed out of each other's way. When the time was right and he wanted a divorce, I wouldn't have objected.

So why did he treat me so well?

And he had answered me solemnly:

"Although we didn't have an emotional foundation before, I know you're a good woman. Evelyn, you're already my wife. I want to cherish you, care for you, and build a happy, complete family with you."

He'd spoken so earnestly then. I believed him. I thought that even though it was an arranged marriage, perhaps I'd married the right person.

Only now did I know it had all been a lie.

His love for me, his kindness toward me, all the sweetness and tender care over these four years-it had all been an elaborate web of deception.

I'd been full of hope and anticipation, longing to build a happy, complete family with him.

But from beginning to end, he'd only been seeking revenge.

Amanda Prescott...

That name was identical to the girl who had bullied me back in school.

I didn't know if they were the same person or just had the same name.

But I needed to find out whether it was truly my father who, for the sake of the marriage alliance, had torn apart Jason and the woman he loved.

However, my father was no longer alive.

Investigating this matter wouldn't be easy in a short time.

Still, regardless of the truth, one thing was certain:

I had to divorce Jason.

That night, while Jason was away, I contacted a lawyer to draft divorce papers.

"Mrs. Hunter, are you absolutely certain about this?"

The lawyer's voice was grave over the phone.

"Johnson Corporation currently depends on Hunter Corporation for survival. If you divorce, you could lose everything you have now, including Johnson Corporation."

I said firmly,

"I'm certain."

Jason thought I couldn't bear to lose Johnson Corporation.

But he was wrong.

Before my father died, he'd set up a private trust fund for me overseas. That fund was enough to support me comfortably for the rest of my life.

Johnson Corporation, which currently survived only on Hunter Corporation's support, was nothing but an empty shell. I could abandon it at any time.

The day I was discharged, Jason personally came to pick me up.

He wore a perfectly tailored suit. As he leaned down to fasten my seatbelt, his crisp cedarwood scent enveloped me.

This scent used to comfort me. Now it only suffocated me.

"Rest well at home. The housekeeper made you nutritious meals."

His fingers gently brushed my cheek with the same tenderness as always.

"Stop overthinking. We'll have more children."

I gripped the seatbelt tightly without responding.

Halfway home, his phone vibrated.

Jason glanced at the screen, something flickering in his eyes, but he answered anyway.

"Jason, I got lost at the airport..."

A clear female voice came through the phone.

"I have too much luggage. I can't find the exit."

My body tensed slightly.

Jason said quietly,

"Wasn't your flight tomorrow?"

"I wanted to see you sooner."

The woman said coquettishly.

"Can you come pick me up?"

After two seconds of silence, Jason hung up and turned to me.

"Evelyn, there's an emergency at the company. Can you take a cab home?"

Rain was pouring outside.

I looked up.

"It's raining."

Jason took off his jacket and handed it to me.

"Put this on. Don't catch cold. I'll be back after I handle things. I'll have dinner with you tonight."

The seatbelt clicked open. He ushered me out of the car.

Icy rain immediately drenched me. I stood at the roadside holding his jacket, still warm with his body heat, watching the black sedan disappear into the curtain of rain.

I couldn't tell what I was feeling at that moment.

I flagged down a taxi and told the driver to follow that black sedan.

I wanted to see what this woman looked like. The one who made Jason seek revenge on the Johnson family and me. The one who made him take our children from us, over and over.