We'll Have Happiness  Even After Divorce

We'll Have Happiness Even After Divorce

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Every time the CEO's wife went on a business trip abroad and returned, her clothes would be filled with the scent of Chanel perfume. I once joked, "Who was there in the foreign country?" He didn't say a word. It wasn't until I flew there to celebrate her birthday and saw her and her first love kissing passionately under the Eiffel Tower that I realized the truth. From then on, every time she went on a business trip, she would send me a $1 million Krugerrand to quell my dissatisfaction. Over the course of five years, the basement was filled with 99 identical luxury cars. When she went on her last business trip, I said, "If we can gather a hundred Krugerrands, then we'll divorce." She ignored me and still didn't take my words seriously. Even on the day her first love returned to Beijing, she deliberately sent me the 100th luxury car. That day, I decided to divorce.

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Every time my wife, the CEO, went on a business trip abroad, her clothes always carried the scent of Chanel perfume.

I once asked jokingly, "Who exactly is abroad with you?"

She remained silent.

When I flew overseas to surprise her for her birthday, I saw her sharing a passionate moment with her first love at a famous tourist attraction.

From then on, every time she traveled, she would gift me luxury cars worth millions to appease my discontent.

Over five years, the basement had filled with 99 identical luxury cars.

On her last trip, I said, "Once there are a hundred luxury cars, let's get a divorce."

She ignored me, not taking my words seriously.

She even deliberately sent me the 100th luxury car on the day her first love returned.

That day, I resolved to have a divorce.

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"Professor Jeremy White, I've made up my mind to join the top-secret national aerospace program and commit myself to serving my country."

Jeremy was genuinely happy for me. I had always been a rising star in the aerospace engineering industry. Jeremy had regretted my decision to forgo joining the aerospace research institute back then.

"Edmund, this is great." Jeremy shook my hand with a broad smile. But then his expression turned somber. "However, joining the aerospace research means you won't be able to contact the outside world for at least five years, possibly ten, or even decades. Wouldn't that mean being separated from Renee? It will be tough for you as there is a long distance between you."

I watched the students on campus enjoying happy moments and shook my head. "Don't say that. Renee and I are divorced."

Jeremy was momentarily stunned and then let out a long sigh. "I knew from the start that your marriage wouldn't last long. It's better this way."

He patted my shoulder kindly and offered gentle words of reassurance.

I nodded in agreement.

He was right. It was better to have a divorce.

The week seemed to drag on endlessly, with every moment feeling like an ordeal.

Finally, I finalized the divorce on the seventh day.

I used to believe that we could spend our lives together. But everything had crumbled to dust now.

As I was packing my belongings, Renee had her assistant deliver me a custom-tailored suit and invite me to the company's annual gala.

Looking at the suit, I found it somewhat amusing.

Legally, our marriage was over, but Renee was still oblivious and expected me to attend the gala as her husband.

I intended to decline, but then I remembered that my good friend, Cole Dobson, would be there, too. Plus, I needed help with some overseas procedures, so I decided to put on the suit and attend the event.

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