My Husband Chose His Ex

As I stepped out of the car, I made my way into my parents’ lavish estate. The moment I opened the front gate, my mom greeted me with a mischievous grin, insisting that I close my eyes.

Trusting her, I obliged, letting her guide me forward.

"Alright, you can open them now."

To my astonishment, a Ferrari stood there, and next to it were my friend Elio and my dad.

With a chuckle, Dad said, "Sweetheart, I wanted this to be yours, but Elio thought a surprise would be better. So, here you go."

As he spoke, he pulled out a sapphire necklace from behind his back. I recognized it immediately—it had been in the news, sold for a million dollars to an anonymous buyer. Turns out, it was Dad's special surprise for me.

Tears brimmed in my eyes again as I looked at the three of them smiling warmly at me. An overwhelming sense of gratitude came over me, as if fate chose to compensate my lost love with the comfort of family and friendship.

We had lunch together, but then Elio had to head back to the office. Mom pulled me onto the sofa for some girl talk.

"Sweetheart, Elio seems really attentive to you. Your dad says he's got a good character and a promising career. You know, now that you're divorced, maybe you should give him a thought."

I burst out laughing, "Mom, stop trying to set me up! He's not interested in women."

Mom just gave me a knowing smile and dropped the subject.

The following day, I drove the new car, stirred by an emotional wave. When Caleb and I first started dating, his company was barely off the ground. I sympathized with his struggles and never demanded pricey gifts or his money.

Right after graduation, I married him and jumped into working at his company, handling clients and managing everything as his assistant. Seeing his dedication made me reluctant to indulge in personal luxuries. He once offered to buy me a car for commuting, but I refused without hesitation.

Later, his company thrived and made a fortune, yet he never brought up the idea of buying me a car again. Reflecting on it now, if he genuinely loved me, how could he overlook my needs?

That day, I was heading to Caleb’s company to resign. As soon as I parked, I noticed a film crew setting up. Caleb, dressed to the nines, was standing next to Helena and their son Jordan, looking like the perfect family.

As I drove in, I attracted everyone’s attention. Someone remarked, "Mr. Barnes, your company must be doing fantastic if employees drive cars like this to work!"

All eyes were on me as I stepped out of the car and calmly approached the trio. Helena watched me with jealousy, while Caleb’s expression changed. In a low voice, he asked, "What are you doing here? The crew's around. Can we talk later?"

With a smile, I announced clearly, "Mr. Barnes, I'm here to resign."