After I left, my husband who hurt me regretted it

I went straight home, sorted out the things I wanted to take with me, and threw the rest away.

I threw the washed-out couple's sweatshirt in the closet into the trash. It was when James was starting his business, and I bought it for him with my first month's salary. He hugged me and said, "When the company grows big, I'll definitely buy you a wardrobe full of luxury goods."

I picked up the glass jar on the bedside table, which was filled with movie ticket stubs and park tickets from four years of college. I took a deep breath, turned the jar upside down, and the papers fell into the trash can.

Finally, I picked up the faded rabbit keychain, which he gave me when we got engaged. It was a cheap item that cost ten yuan for three, and there was a ring made of a can pull ring hanging on it. At that time, he said seriously that he would change it for a diamond keychain for me when he made money. But until now, I still don’t have a real wedding ring.

I laughed at myself and threw them all into the trash can.

I suddenly burst into tears when I saw the scarf that James' mother gave me . At that time, my mother and I had not yet met. James' mother felt sorry for me as an orphan, so she knitted a scarf for me with her own hands and asked me to call her mother, saying that we would be a family from now on.

Even after my biological mother found me and lived with me here for a few years, I still called James' mother "Mom".

Just packed my scarf into the box.

"What are you doing?"

James ' voice came from the door, carrying with it the scent of a perfume that didn't belong to me.

Seeing the much emptier house, his brows furrowed instantly: "Why throw away such good things?"

Without looking back, I turned and took his suit jacket off the hanger. “These are useless.”

"Why is it useless?" He walked over and grabbed my wrist with considerable force. "Are you throwing a tantrum again? I told you the failure of the surgery wasn't Jade 's fault. Can you please stop throwing a tantrum? She's just a little girl. Be more generous..."

I slammed his hand away.

He was stunned, then sneered: "What are you crazy about? Jade didn't mean it, hurry up and sign the book of understanding. Don't forget that your mother's body is still in the hospital. You don't want her to be dismembered, do you?"

I took out the divorce agreement I had prepared, stared at him and said, "Okay, I agree to forgive Jade . You can just sign the letter of understanding for me, but there is a condition. In exchange, I want a house."

I know James too well. He despises women who worship money. He assumed I was asking for property for personal gain, thinking I was superficial and easy to manipulate, and wouldn't even look closely.

Sure enough, he picked up the agreement and signed it without even reading it, sneering, "I thought you were so noble, but it turns out you're just after money. You're willing to trade your mother's life for an apartment. Okay, it's just an apartment, right? Sign."

It turns out that he still doesn't know that it was his mother who died, but I didn't plan to tell him.

"By the way," he tossed the agreement to me, his tone nonchalant, "Jade is pregnant. We just found out. It is inconvenient for her as a pregnant woman to live with her five-year-old son,so I've already told her to move in. You'll have to keep an eye on her. She's a picky eater, so she can't have the same meals three times a day. She's timid and needs someone to sleep with her. You should pack your things and move to the guest bedroom."

I no longer had time to be sad, I just wanted to leave quickly and go through the divorce procedures with my marriage certificate and signed divorce agreement.

The clerk glanced at the agreement, tapped a few times at the computer, and looked up with an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, Ms. Sophia, there's no record of your marriage registration with Mr. James in the system. Your marriage certificate... is fake."

"Fake?" I was stunned. I remembered that on the day we got the marriage certificate, James said, "The Civil Affairs Bureau was crowded. I asked a friend to do it, so I don't have to queue." I remembered that I foolishly thought he was thoughtful. I remembered that I hid the marriage certificate in the innermost part of a jewelry box and treasured it like a treasure for several years. It turned out that this was a scam from the beginning.

I walked out of the law firm and the cold wind blew on my face, hurting like a knife.

My phone suddenly vibrated. It was a transfer reminder: "Henry is transferring 100 million yuan to you. P.S.: For emergency use. Don't put yourself in a difficult position. Feel free to contact me if you need help."

I rubbed my eyes and sent a message to this number: Henry, help me check my sister's case, help me find all the evidence of her victimization, and the details of the operation room that day,

I want the murderer to pay.

After returning from the law firm, I returned to the villa.

This villa was bought for me by James' mother. She is very good to me. Before my wealthy biological parents found me, I always thought I was an orphan. James' mother gave me a lot of warmth and love, and I have long regarded her as my mother.

As soon as I pushed the door open, a voice came from inside -

"James, look how much Noey looks like you."

I stopped for a moment, but James' voice still broke into my ears:

"Jade, I don't want to hear that kind of talk anymore, especially when Sophia is around."

Then there was a crisp sound of glass breaking.

As soon as she entered the door, her eyes widened:

"What are you doing?!"

The room was littered with broken glass, and the wedding photo that was supposed to be hanging on the wall was now in tatters.

Noey was happily stepping on my face, saying vulgar words while doing so.

Jade looked at me provocatively when she heard that, not taking me seriously.

She turned and instructed her son: "Noey, do you still want your daddy? If you do, do as your mommy said just now."

Noey nodded obediently, then picked up the lighter in one hand and lit the diary in the other.

My pupils shuddered and I shouted, "No!"