Chapter 3

Thinking about it now, I packed my bags faster.

In Elijah’s heart, there was a dead girl he had loved—a girl like a delicate white flower, taken by acute leukemia.

By the time Elijah realized, she was already gone. From then on, he hated me for occupying the position of the Monroe family’s daughter-in-law, and he hated the family for keeping it from him.

Gavin, too, was the result of a drugged night.

When Elijah woke up, he locked himself in the bathroom for an entire day. He thought I was dirty.

I tossed a dress out of my suitcase—the one I wore to an event with Elijah. Bad luck.

When I finished packing, all my belongings fit into one small suitcase.

As I walked out, Elijah was still downstairs.

He frowned as usual when he saw me. “There’s no need to rush. We aren’t divorced yet.”

I smiled at him. “I can’t stay here a minute longer.”

The moment I stepped outside, I felt free for the first time.

The house I liked had been empty for a while, so I checked into a hotel nearby until I could get it cleaned.

For the next month, I stayed in that house.

The day of the divorce arrived quickly, and I waited outside the New York County Court.

Elijah arrived with Gavin in tow. When they saw the smile on my face, their expressions turned cold.

“Serena, are you happy about the divorce?” Elijah asked.

“Let’s hurry. I have a plane to catch.”

Without further words, I dragged Elijah to take the necessary photos. After receiving the divorce certificate, I rushed to the airport.

Aside from not loving me, Elijah had no faults. He transferred $50 million to my account, along with the house. I was finally free to live my life.

I decided to go on an expedition in the Arctic.