After the Separation, I Shut the Door on His Love

Rachel was confused again.

"I want to divorce you now. Isn't that what you want? Live and let live."

I took a deep breath and continued.

"You're impossible!"

Rachel got angry, turned around, and left.

She still hadn't signed the divorce agreement, but changed her clothes and went out.

She got angry.

But she had no right to be angry. How dare she secretly have a child for Jack?

She pursued me before, but she changed her mind first.

I simply filed for divorce in court and went to my father's house.

Although he raised me alone and I indeed wanted to take care of him, when we got married, Rachel's brother Jacob explicitly asked us to live alone.

My father always kept his promise.

Because of this, I often felt sorry for him, but he didn't mind it. As long as I lived happily ever after with Rachel, he felt content.

When I told him Rachel got pregnant, he kept smiling and went to church to pray.

Unfortunately, what he prayed for turned into a luxury, leaving only regret.

I stayed at my father's place.

It wasn't until the seventh day that Rachel called me.

"Isn't it time to calm down?

"We're having a banquet tonight at nine to celebrate the company's market value of over one billion dollars. As my husband and assistant, you should attend it. Remember to bring a gift for Jacob."

Her tone sounded calm, as if she had forgotten everything.

"Okay.

"I will be there on time."

A gift?

I would take this notice of admissibility in my hand as a gift.

At nine in the evening, when I entered the gate, I witnessed Jack giving a gift to Jacob.

Everyone around cast curious glances.

"It's very kind of you, Jack."

Jacob smiled and patted Jack's arm, then opened the gift box.

Inside it was an exquisite diamond watch.

It sparkled under the light.

"I know this watch. It's in short supply and limited to fifty pieces worldwide," someone exclaimed.

The others all praised.

Jacob's smile deepened. He patted Jack's shoulder again and said, "Thank you."

Rachel looked at Jack with eyes full of admiration and ambiguity.

I would throw my hat in the ring.

But it didn't work as well as Jack. I wouldn't be treated well by Jacob and appreciated by Rachel.

In fact, I should have realized long ago that I didn't belong to the same class as them, with totally different lives.

When my father and I first visited Jacob, he didn't even let us in.

Jack turned around and noticed me. He flashed a playful smile and deliberately raised his voice. "Matthew, you're finally here. We have been waiting for you for a long time. I wonder what gift you brought for Jacob."

In an instant, everyone's eyes were fixed on me.

They all knew I was lowly in the Lee family and waited to humiliate me.

Jacob narrowed his eyes slightly, then sat down, crossed his legs, and shook his wine glass.

He acted arrogant, waiting for me to humble myself and greet him.

Rachel raised her chin with a proud attitude as if she ensured I would finally compromise and give in as before.

"You will definitely like my gift."

I used to be timid and humble.

Now I held my head high, walked slowly to Jacob, and handed him the gift box that I had carefully prepared.

"Humph, it's too fancy."

Jacob snorted disdainfully and violently tore open the gift box, then a divorce application acceptance notice fell out.