Chapter 4

The next day, I took leave and packed my things at home.

There wasn't much. Taking a few changes of clothes and documents was enough.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Thinking it was the courier delivering the divorce agreement via express, I opened the door and froze.

Standing outside was Bella White.

She wore a pure white cashmere coat, holding the hand of the boy from the video.

I gripped the doorknob so tightly my knuckles turned white.

"Sophia, won't you invite me in to sit?"

The woman looked at my pale face, unconcealed triumph on her own.

"We didn't make…