Divorce Brought His Downfall

Synopsis

"Amelia, sign this." Daniel Foster shoved the divorce papers in Amelia Harrison's face without a shred of mercy. The sharp edge of the paper grazed her soft cheek, leaving a faint red line behind. Daniel looked down at her, his eyes icy, like she was some annoying piece of trash. "Three years as husband and wife, and you're already so eager to end it?" Amelia's voice was barely above a whisper, trembling ever so slightly. It felt like an invisible hand was squeezing her heart, the pain so sharp that she could hardly breathe. For three years, she devoted herself to Daniel, cooking his meals, giving up everything she once had, and hiding her true self to be his gentle, caring wife. 'But what do I get for all that? He is kicking me out for another woman,' Amelia thought. Standing next to Daniel was a woman in a white dress, Harper Irving. Amelia stared at that shameless couple, and whatever warmth she had left inside was shattered for good. She suddenly laughed, a bitter edge mixed with relief. She signed the divorce papers without hesitation, but the moment she stepped out of the villa, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number she hadn't called in ages. The call was picked up almost instantly. "Well, well, my dear sister, you finally remember me, huh?" came a teasing male voice, laced with unmistakable affection. Amelia's throat tightened, and tears threatened to fall. She fought back the sob in her throat, forcing herself to sound calm. "Christopher, I've had enough. Come pick me up."