Chapter 9
At this moment, Garrett only saw my scheming. His whole demeanor suddenly became humble.
He choked up and asked me:
“Juni, we have a daughter. Do you really have the heart to let her grow up in a broken family?”
“Tll cut things off with Rylee. From now on, we’ll live happily as a family of three, okay?”
“Destroy all this investigation material, and I swear I’ll treat you well from now on.”
The calculation in Garrett’s eyes was barely concealed.
Men were too good at manipulating people’s hearts.
Even now, he still thought I was throwing a tantrum over Rylee.
I suspected that if I had unsuspectingly given him all the investigation results, that would be the moment of my accidental death.
I coughed a few times and said to him with feigned vulnerability.
“Garrett, I know you have means and connections.”
“My goal isn’t mutual destruction. I just want half your assets, enough to raise our daughter.”
“Do you understand?”
I tried to sound sincere, my voice full of caution.
Garrett stared at me, studying me for so long that my palms broke out in a thin layer of sweat.
Finally, he asked me:
“Do you really want to leave me that badly?”
Tears instantly fell from my eyes as I cried:
“Yes, I’m too scared. I never want to see you and Rylee again!”
“I never want to be trapped in this losing battle for love again.”
Garrett smiled.
Only now did he finally believe that I chose divorce because of Rylee.
He picked up the divorce agreement from the floor, signed it, and handed it to me, saying softly:
“Three days. Come get the divorce certificate.”
“Juniper, I don’t want this information leaked. Otherwise, you know what I’m capable of.”
I shrank back trembling, took the signed divorce agreement, leaned against the desk, and shakily wrote my name,
Incidentally, I removed that inconspicuous USB drive.
As I was leaving, Garrett sat in his chair and suddenly called out to me.
“Juni, I do love you.”
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I paused, not understanding what he meant.
“About what happened during your delivery–that was my fault. From now on, we’ll still be the baby’s parents.”
I lowered my eyes, hiding the deep mockery in them.
Garrett, your name isn’t on our baby’s birth certificate as the father.
Leaving the house, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
On my phone was a message from Camden:
[I’ve received the data. When will you get the divorce certificate?]
I replied:
[In three days.]
The next second, my phone received information for two plane tickets abroad.
My palms broke out in sweat. Camden’s meaning was clear–the day I got my divorce certificate and left the city would be the day he made his move against Garrett.
On the day I got the divorce certificate, Garrett didn’t show up.
But he kept his word and transferred half his assets to my account.
Rylee smiled as she threw the divorce certificate at me, her eyes full of smugness.
“Oh, look at the once high–and–mighty Mrs. Garrett. Just pick it up and get fucking lost.”
I looked at her motionlessly, then suddenly raised my hand and slapped Rylee hard across the face.
She was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to fight back.
I looked at her with a half–smile and said coldly:
“Rylee, think carefully.”
“If I could convince Garrett to divorce me, I could convince him to remarry me.”
“Now–Pick. It. up.”
She looked at me with humiliation, her eyes full of hatred.
After a long while, she gritted her teeth and crouched down to pick up the divorce certificate and hand it to me.
I reached out to take the divorce certificate, didn’t even look at her, and turned to leave.
Then I boarded a plane to go abroad.
In my arms, my tiny daughter snuggled against me completely, full of trust.
I gently touched her little face, and a tear fell from the corner of my eye.
A month later, the next time I heard news about Garrett was when his company collapsed and Rylee, as the CFO, was pushed out as the
scapegoat.
All evidence showed that Garrett had been deceived.
In court, Rylee defended herself hysterically, but when Garrett produced evidence of the luxury goods he’d bought her, the auctioned pink
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diamond, and massive transfers, she finally realized what had happened.
Her eyes reddened as she asked Garrett:
“You were scheming against me all along?”
Garrett looked at her wearily, his eyes filled only with hatred:
“When you entered my study and accessed my computer, weren’t you planning to betray me too?”
Rylee shook her head desperately, crying:
“No, I just wanted to see how much money you gave Juniper in the divorce. I never touched anything else!”
“Garrett, I love you! How can I betray you!”
As Garrett left the courthouse, he remembered the scene of me leaning over his desk on the day of our divorce.
For some reason, he shuddered.
Suddenly, like a man possessed, he used all his resources and connections to contact me.
Looking at the unfamiliar number, I answered the call.
“The stuff on my computer–you gave it to Camden, didn’t you?”
I smiled.
“So what if I did?”
Garrett paused, and suddenly the sound of his sobbing came through the phone.
Like a trapped beast, filled with endless sorrow and despair.
“Why? Juniper, wasn’t I good enough to you?”
For some reason, I suddenly remembered that message Rylee had sent me.
But it didn’t matter anymore.
I didn’t let him finish speaking and hung up.
That night, news came from home that Garrett had jumped to his death from what used to be his company building.
I opened Camden’s profile, typed many words, then deleted them.
Then I deleted his contact entirely.
After leaving the city, I had Camden investigated.
Years ago, Garrett’s father had forcibly demolished buildings and seized land, causing Camden’s father to leap from a building to his death.
Camden’s family was destroyed.
Decades later, Garrett jumped to his death from the building erected on that very plot of land.
I turned off my phone and looked at my daughter Anna rolling around on the carpet with a kitten, my eyes full of happiness.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.