Chapter 3

Scarlett's eyes widened. "Liam, you blocked me?!"

I found it amusing. I had already blocked and deleted her two years ago. Was she just realizing it now?

Scarlett's pride took a hit. She told me to add her back right away. But I said coldly, "Just an ex-wife, what's there to add? Besides, my wife doesn't let me add other women. She gets jealous."

Seeing me repeatedly refuse to give her face, Scarlett finally got angry. "Liam, are you done acting? I've given you an out. If you insist on making a scene, we'll get a divorce!"

In the past, Scarlett would threaten me with divorce whenever she was slightly displeased, forcing me to give in. She thought she could manipulate me as always this time. But I just sneered. "Scarlett, did you forget? We already got divorced two years ago."

At that, the entire room fell silent. Scarlett was stunned for a moment. "Divorce? When did we get divorced?" Then, as if something clicked, she sneered, "I know! This is your little game, isn't it? Playing hard to get? You've certainly grown more cunning in two years!"

I rolled my eyes in exasperation. "Scarlett, didn't you see the letter I left you two years ago?"

Scarlett looked confused. "What letter?"

Before I left the country, I'd left Scarlett a letter. Inside the envelope, there wasn't just the wedding ring I'd taken off, but also a signed divorce agreement. I'd made her sign that divorce agreement the day she insisted on getting rid of our baby, despite my pleas. She'd always been dismissive of me, signing without even looking. She probably hadn't bothered to properly check the contents of the envelope two years ago. That's why she didn't know we were already divorced and thought I was just throwing a tantrum.

Thinking of this, I scoffed, then pulled out my copy of the divorce agreement, which had been made in duplicate, and shoved it in front of Scarlett. "Scarlett, the envelope I left you back then contained the signed divorce agreement. I made two identical copies; this is the other one. Look closely. We're already divorced."

Scarlett's beautiful eyes widened. She was about to say the divorce agreement was fake, but when she saw her own signature clearly on it, she froze. "This... this really is my handwriting? How? I clearly never signed..."

"No, you did sign. Remember the document I handed you that day you scheduled your abortion procedure?"

My reminder made Scarlett finally realize that what I'd had her sign that day was the divorce agreement. Her face turned ashen.

Everyone else was surprised too. "Liam really filed for divorce? His infatuation finally wore off?" "If they're divorced, why is he back? I bet he still can't let go of Scarlett."

Hearing that, Scarlett lifted her chin, confidently believing I still had feelings for her. Little did she know, my main reason for returning to the country was to accompany my wife and daughter. Vivian was coming back for a business gala, and our daughter wanted to visit Adventureland during her vacation. I just happened to receive the reunion invitation right after we arrived, so I decided to drop by.

I was about to shatter Scarlett's fantasy when her phone rang. It was her assistant. "Ms. Scarlett, we just got word that Ms. Vivian from the Sterling Group is back in the country with her husband and child. They'll also be attending the business gala tonight. The board wants us to add a seat and make sure they're well taken care of. The board specifically emphasized treating Ms. Vivian's husband exceptionally well, as Ms. Vivian is fiercely protective of her husband. If we keep him happy, future collaborations will be guaranteed."

I only then realized that the host of this business gala was Scarlett's company. After Scarlett hung up, everyone started fawning over her. "Scarlett, the Sterling Group is a leading national corporation! Your company actually managed to partner with them; your future is limitless!" "I heard all the big names in business will be at this gala. Can you help us old classmates make some connections?"

Scarlett cast a triumphant, condescending glance at me. "Liam, are you regretting divorcing me out of spite now? If you agree to take care of Little Julian, I might consider remarrying you..."

I sneered inwardly. The Sterling Group? That was my wife's company. And I was the husband they wanted to win over. Without waiting for Scarlett to finish, I cut her off coldly, "The Sterling Group wouldn't even *look* at your company."

Julian, who hadn't spoken for a while, scoffed and shot me a disdainful look. "How would *you* know?"

I articulated each word clearly, "Because I *am* Ms. Vivian's husband."

At that, everyone thought I'd lost my mind, staring at me like I was an idiot. Julian even burst out laughing. "If you're Ms. Vivian's husband, then I'm her father! Who doesn't know Ms. Vivian adores her husband? She once publicly splashed out three hundred million to buy him a watch! Ms. Vivian's husband is incredibly valuable, worth hundreds of millions. How could a hick like you impersonate him?"

"Look at yourself! What part of you is anything like Ms. Vivian's husband?"

I leisurely rolled up my sleeve, revealing the diamond-encrusted gold watch on my wrist. "Are you talking about *this* watch?"