Chapter 8 Don't Forget to Bring the Cash

• Jessie came back home and sat alone for a bit.
• Memories from the last few years raced through her mind.
• Meeting Chase, falling in love, having a child, secretly getting married, until everything fell apart, the miscarriage, the divide between Chase and her ...
• She also thought about the sudden bankruptcy of the Summers family, her dad still in the ICU, and her working part-time jobs under the Thompson family's siege.
• She endured it all.
• But today, with the news of her stomach cancer, she couldn't handle it anymore.
• With that in mind, she dialed a number on her phone.
• After six months, Chase's voice returned. "So, you finally come around and decided to get a divorce?"
• "Chase, I surrender. Let's get a divorce ... " Jessie's voice faltered as she finally said what she'd kept inside for six months.
• On the other end, Chase stayed quiet for a moment before mocking, "Jessie, what game are you playing?"
• He knew Jessie well. He expected her to fight till the end.
• Why is she giving up after just six months?
• Jessie took a breath and calmly asked, "Isn't this what you wanted? Anyway, I'm home. Don't keep me waiting too long."
• Jessie heard a child crying in the background, adding to her frustration, so she hung up.
• After the call, Jessie teared up silently on the floor.
• Her home was wrecked, her child was gone, and her life was near its end.
• But Chase seemed unbothered, already starting anew with someone else.
• Meanwhile, Chase watched the rain, holding an umbrella as he left the building.
• "Chase, Charles is crying a lot today. Can you soothe him?"
• Linda approached with Charles, surprised to see Chase leaving. "Are you heading out now? Where are you off to at this hour?"
• Chase glanced at the child and bluntly replied, "He'll quiet down when he's tired. And don't ask about my business!"
• With that, he left without a glance back.
• Linda held the child as she watched Chase go, her gentle expression turning dark.
• Six months passed, and Jessie is still clinging to Chase?!
• ...
• A black Rolls-Royce pulled up at Jessie's villa.
• Chase got out of the car.
• After six months, little changed outside, save for more weeds. Jessie only mowed on weekends, showing no interest in upkeep.
• Chase frowned and entered the villa.
• The door was unlocked. Jessie had left it ajar.
• Inside, he found Jessie waiting in the living room.
• "I thought you'd have wine and candles," Chase said, taking a seat across from Jessie.
• Jessie glanced at him but remained silent.
• Before, she'd prepare romantic surprises.
• But that was in the past. They couldn't go back.
• There were no wine or candles on the table, just a divorce agreement.
• "Look it over. I've signed. Once you do too, it'll be official, and you'll be free," Jessie said, offering the pen.
• Chase twirled the pen, flipping through the agreement.
• His expression darkened.
• Suddenly, he chuckled, "1.5 million? I was wondering why you agreed. Turns out it's just about money, right? Do you think you're worth 1.5 million, Jessie?"
• Jessie stayed calm. "I could've claimed half of your assets. Thompsons got richer after Summers' fall, right? You gained hundreds of millions."
• Chase snorted. He said nothing more and signed the agreement.
• Then he stood, ready to leave.
• "We have to submit the papers at the court tomorrow. Don't forget," Jessie reminded.
• "I remember. No need to remind me!" Chase snapped.
• "No," Jessie said. "I mean, don't forget to bring the cash."
• "What did you say?"