Chapter 3

Evelyn's POV

The taxi followed the black sedan to the airport.

I had the driver stop at a more distant parking spot and rolled down the window.

Then I saw Jason holding an umbrella, walking quickly toward a woman pulling a suitcase.

The woman wore a cream-colored trench coat with slightly wavy long hair. Even through the rain, her beautiful features were evident.

The next second, the woman abandoned her suitcase and threw herself into Jason's arms.

Jason's umbrella tilted slightly, completely sheltering them both.

I couldn't see his expression clearly, but I could see him reach out and gently pat the woman's back.

The embrace lasted more than ten seconds.

Afterward, Jason took her suitcase. The woman linked her arm through his, and they walked side by side toward the parking lot.

When I got a clear look at the woman's face, my breathing stopped abruptly.

Even after all these years, I recognized her instantly.

Amanda Prescott.

It really was her!

In high school, Amanda and I had been classmates.

Just because I excelled at school whether in grades or appearance, I always ranked first while Amanda was perpetually second. She resented me for it and constantly bullied and humiliated me behind the scenes.

Being cornered against the wall, having my notebooks snatched and torn, getting my hair pulled these were everyday occurrences.

During gym class once, thumbtacks were poured into my sneakers. When my feet were bleeding, Amanda stood nearby with an innocent smile on her face.

Another time, Amanda spilled a cup of scalding coffee on me, burning my skin red. Yet she cried to the teacher, claiming it was an accident.

My fingernails dug deep into my palms. A chill crept up my spine.

The angel in Jason's heart was actually the person who had trampled me into the mud.

And for this person, Jason had personally killed our children over and over!

"Should I keep following?" the driver asked cautiously.

I watched the black sedan drive away with the two of them.

"No need."

My phone rang then. It was the lawyer.

"Mrs. Hunter, the agreement is ready. Is it convenient for you to pick it up now?"

"Send me the address. I'll come now."

By the time I retrieved the divorce papers from the law office and returned to the villa, it was already dark.

Soaking in the bathtub, hot water wrapped around my cold body, yet I felt no warmth at all.

When I closed my eyes, I saw Amanda holding Jason's arm.

I also saw Amanda from high school, throwing torn notebook pages in my face and laughing as she said,

"Evelyn Johnson, dare to compete with me? You'll never have a good ending!"

Never have a good ending?

No, things were different now.

What Amanda and Jason owed me, I would make them repay double!

The next afternoon, Jason finally came home.

When he entered, I was sitting on the living room sofa holding a document.

"Evelyn."

Jason approached and leaned down to kiss my forehead.

"I had something come up yesterday. I'm sorry. I'll have dinner with you tonight to make it up to you, okay?"

I turned my head to avoid his kiss, looked up, and spoke.

"I have a document here that needs your signature."

"Hmm?"

Jason took the document I handed him.

"What is this?"

I was about to speak when he smiled and said,

"Do you want to buy something again? I've told you before, whether it's jewelry or real estate, buy whatever you want. You don't need to specifically ask me to sign."

Without even looking at the contents, he smoothly signed his name in the signature field.

Handing the document back to me, Jason casually ruffled my hair.

"What do you want for dinner? I'll have the housekeeper make it."

I took the document and looked at that familiar signature, my fingertips trembling slightly.

Four years of marriage, five unborn children, countless days and nights of fake tenderness...

Just like that, it ended with a careless signature.

"Oh, by the way."

Jason seemed to suddenly remember something.

"There's a party tomorrow night with familiar friends. They heard you just got out of the hospital and aren't in a good mood, so they insisted I bring you to change the atmosphere. Come with me. Think of it as a change of scenery."