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I owned half the shares in Jason’s company, but I didn’t want to have any more entanglements with him.
I directly asked him to convert these shares into cash for me.
The money from selling the villa had already been transferred to my account. Additionally, Jason gave me a substantial compensation, which I accepted.
This divorce meant I took away most of his assets.
When I received the divorce certificate, I couldn’t describe how I felt.
Jason and I had known each other since we were young. We had supported each other all the way, sharing joys and sorrows. I never imagined
it would end like this.
Perhaps love that begins in youth is too sincere, making the messy ending seem unworthy of the initial all–in commitment.
“Emily, I’m sorry.” Jason’s apology sounded in my ear.
My nose stung with emotion, “You indeed owe an apology to the current me, and you also owe an apology to the young Jason Quinn.”
My words left Jason stunned for a long time.
I heard that day, outside the civil affairs bureau, there was a very handsome man who cried for a very long time…
No one could console him. It was as if he had lost something incredibly important in his life.
SQ Company’s official account released the news of my divorce from Jason. Because Jason had achieved such high success at a young age, had a face that could rival movie stars, and had the background of being the former young master of the Quinn family, he had quite a following
online.
So, as soon as the news of our divorce was released, it attracted a lot of attention and even trended on social media.
#Famous entrepreneur Jason Quinn and wife split#
#Jason Quinn Emily Carter divorce#
Netizens quickly dug up information about Amber and posted photos of my argument with Jason at the hospital, as well as pictures of Jason and Amber together.
Soon after, hashtags like #Jason Quinn Amber# #Amber homewrecker# also started trending.
Some internet sleuths even traced the love blogger on that social media platform to be Amber, causing a huge uproar.
Angry netizens felt deceived and launched a barrage of criticism against Amber.
They flooded the comment sections of all of Amber’s social media accounts.
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[Mistress, did a dog eat your sense of shame? It’s so despicable to shamelessly destroy someone else’s family!]
[You professional homewrecker, you must really enjoy this sneaking around, right? After all, being a mistress is probably all you’re good for.]
[A mistress is worse than a prostitute. At least prostitutes do it for money. What are you doing it for?]
For a time, Amber became a universally despised figure on the internet. In real life, people who knew her also pointed fingers and gossiped
about her.
Eventually, unable to bear the immense pressure, she resigned and returned to her remote hometown.
As for Jason’s company, its stock price also fell repeatedly due to this marital change and the rumors of infidelity, resulting in significant losses.
In the past, SQ Company’s external promotion always emphasized how Jason and I had started from scratch in our youth, supporting each other to achieve our current success.
Jason had always maintained the image of a good man and model husband to the public, and we were recognized as a model couple.
As the saying goes, the higher you’re raised, the harder you fall. Now, all of this was just the backlash after the collapse of that image.
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As for me, I distanced myself from all this chaos.
I returned alone to the place where I once lived with my mom and stepdad. I bought back the small courtyard house we used to live in.
Following my memories, I had the courtyard renovated.
Everything was restored to its familiar appearance.
I planted many flowers in the yard and built a pavilion in the center with a lounge chair inside.
On a summer afternoon, I lay on the lounge chair eating watermelon and reading a book. A cool breeze swept by, and I dozed off without realizing it.
I don’t know how long I slept, but the sound of wind chimes at the door woke me up.
Opening my eyes, I saw Dr. Sullivan pushing open the gate.
He casually put down the things he brought and smiled, “You’re quite at ease, sleeping with the door open. Aren’t you afraid of thieves?”
I smiled, sat up from the lounge chair, and gestured for him to sit. I poured him a glass of cold tea before lazily replying, “I’m not afraid. There’s nothing worth stealing in my house anyway.”
Dr. Sullivan took a sip of tea and began to carefully examine my small courtyard, praising, “You’ve fixed up this yard quite nicely. Looks like you’re living a pretty leisurely life on your own.”
I looked at him sincerely, “That’s thanks to your help.”
That’s right, I wasn’t actually sick. It was all an act I put on with Dr, Sullivan’s help as a doctor to force Jason to divorce me.
Without Dr. Sullivan’s help, I probably wouldn’t have been able to divorce so easily, let alone enjoy such a comfortable life today.
Dr. Sullivan waved his hand, “Don’t forget, I’m also your old classmate. If you keep being so formal with me, I’ll feel hurt.”
I laughed, “Alright! What do you want to eat? I’ll personally cook for you in a bit!”
There wasn’t much left in the fridge, so Dr. Sullivan and I went out to buy a bunch of groceries,
He helped me with some prep work, and after about an hour of busy cooking, I prepared a table full of dishes.
Dr. Sullivan ate with great relish, highly praising my culinary skills.
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Dr. Sullivan ate with great relish, highly praising my culinary skills.
“Of course! I’m an experienced chef, you know. I boasted shamelessly.
But Dr. Sullivan suddenly frowned and put down his chopsticks.
“What’s wrong?” I asked curiously.
He looked at me with a complex expression.
“Jason… died in a car accident.”
“Oh.”
“The police checked the car’s recording. They said there was no conflict or accident. He suddenly accelerated and crashed through the guardrail into the river. In other words, it was actually suicide!”
“Oh.”
After Dr. Sullivan left, his parting words still echoed in my ears, “Before he committed suicide, he came to me asking about your whereabouts. I told him you were dead, as you had instructed. He asked me where you were buried and wanted me to take him there. I refused.”
Suddenly feeling a bit tired.
I lay on the lounge chair and slowly closed my eyes.
A gentle breeze blew by, bringing the melodious sound of wind chimes,
