Chapter 1 He And My Cousin!
- “Ah… yeah, deeper… just like that…”
- “Oh… baby, you’re amazing…”
- Elisa Benett shoved the hospital door open, her heart pounding and disbelief plastered across her face. The sounds of ragged breathing and lustful moans filled the room, freezing her in place for a split second.
- Her eyes snapped to the hospital bed, where a man and a woman were tangled together in a heated embrace. His lips were glued to hers, their hands roaming like they couldn’t get enough of each other.
- The woman’s blouse hung open, baring everything, and her arms clung tightly around his neck.
- They didn’t even notice her standing there, but Elisa’s blood was boiling.
- Her hands clenched into fists, and she stormed forward without hesitation. Grabbing the man’s arm, she yanked him away and slapped him so hard the sound echoed in the room. “Gareth! So this is it? You and my sister? Disgusting!”
- Gareth Wickam barely flinched. Instead, he grabbed her wrist, his grip firm and unyielding. His voice was calm, low, but sharp as a knife. “Whatever you want to say, keep it for home. Don’t make a f*cking scene here—your sister’s recovering.”
- Elisa struggled against his hold, anger flaring in her chest. But it was pointless. He ignored her protests, dragging her out of the room like she was nothing more than a nuisance.
- By the time they got to the car, she was fuming, her breath coming in short bursts. He didn’t say a word during the drive, his silence like a slap in the face.
- The moment they got home, he tossed a stack of papers onto the coffee table without even looking at her. They were divorce papers.
- “You should’ve known this was coming,” he said, his voice as cold as ice. “Your sister’s awake now. I made her a promise. As long as she’s alive, she’ll always be Mrs. Wickam.”
- Her heart clenched so tightly it felt like it might shatter. Tears stung her eyes, but she swallowed them down, refusing to cry in front of him. He didn’t care—his face was completely devoid of emotion.
- “Sign the papers, Elisa Benett,” he said flatly, his tone making it clear there was no room for argument. "It’s over. "
- Her hands trembled as she picked up the divorce agreement. Her voice broke as she whispered, “So after all this time… after everything… you still don’t believe it was me who saved you that night?”
- Gareth sneered and said, "You have always been a greedy and vain woman. Why should I believe you? Elisa, don't make me repeat it again. Sign the agreement, and this villa is yours. This is my parting gift to you!"
- Ha…
- Elisa's eyes flashed with mockery.
- Does he think he is showing me mercy by not making me leave with nothing?
- She picked up the divorce agreement he threw at her and saw that he had already signed at his signature block.
- Elisa's breath stuck in her throat. Her eyes felt a little warm from tears.
- However, she soon regained her composure and looked at him. "Did Grandma agree?
- "What makes you think Grandma is able to support you forever?" Gareth looked at her coldly. "You know why we got married in the first place. Elisa, don't be greedy. You will only make me hate you more."
- Elisa sneered. "Hatred and even more hatred. Is there any difference?"
- Gareth's face suddenly turned fierce. "Elisa!"
- Elisa took a pen. "Fine, I'll sign."
- Since Elisa's cousin regained consciousness, she had sent Elisa numerous photos of her being intimate with Gareth. They clearly desire each other. What is the point of me clinging to this marriage?
- Thus, Elisa crossed out the term about Gareth gifting her a villa and quickly signed her name. There was no hint of hesitation.
- With that, Elisa's marriage of three years came to an end, and she found herself free.
- Then, Elisa returned the divorce agreement to Gareth and said indifferently, "Give me an hour. I will pack my things and leave."
- Gareth pursed his lips and glared at her. "This villa is yours. You don't have to move out."
- "I don't need it. You lived here, so…" Elisa chuckled before enunciating each word, "It is dirty."
- "Elisa!"
- Elisa ignored Gareth's anger and appeared as her usual docile self before pushing him out of the room.
- An hour later, Elisa came downstairs and found that Gareth had already left. She suddenly looked at the men's Rolex watch in her hand.
- It was the present she had prepared for his coming birthday. Now, it was an eyesore.
- Splat!
- The watch was worth more than one million, but Elisa threw it into the trash can without hesitation.
- Then, she breathed in and accepted that her three years of love had been wasted.
- From now on, I will only live for myself!
- Then, she left the villa and hailed a taxi, telling the driver to send her to her own villa.
- She had bought this villa a few years ago. Since she was living with the Wickam family, she had never stepped foot in her villa before.
- Thus, the servants were shocked to see her and quickly lined up immediately to say in unison, "Welcome, Mrs. Wickam."
- Elisa put down her luggage and slumped on the couch. She rubbed her temple and corrected them. "From now on, I am no longer Mrs. Wickam. I'm only Ms. Benett."
- She used to feel proud hearing people call her 'Mrs. Wickam'. Now, that name sounded like mockery to her.
- The servants did not dare to question but retreated respectfully.
- Then, Elisa went to her room and gave her assistant, Charli Lucas, a call. "How are you?"
- Charli was surprised. "What the heck? You actually called me? How rare this is!"
- "I have gotten a divorce, so I will listen to what you say and prioritize my career."
- "What?" Charli was astounded.
- "Damn, have I misheard? You dedicated everything to your husband in these three years. You even gave up work to be a full-time housewife. What's going on? Why are you suddenly deciding to divorce? Are you pulling a prank?"
- Charli was Elisa's assistant. Other than Charli and a couple more people close to Elisa, no one knew about Elisa's second identity.
- In actuality, Elisa was also a brilliant lawyer named Iris.
- There was a popular saying on the Internet: If Iris is in second place, the first place is empty.
- Many lawyers would tremble in fear whenever they heard her name.
- As Charli was still in shock, Elisa asked, "Did anyone look for me recently? Any interesting cases?"
- Charli's eyes flashed, and she said with a tinge of regret, "There is a case, and the fee offered is an astronomical sum. However, no one dares to accept it, and you… You can't accept it."
- "Oh?" Elisa's usually indifferent tone rose with a hint of interest.
- "How about we meet up and sort this out in person?" Charli suggested.
- In a cozy little café tucked away from the bustle of the city, Charli and Elisa sat across from each other.
- Charli leaned in, speaking slowly and deliberately. "Look, this case isn’t some everyday drama. We’re talking about two absolute heavyweights in the business world—people who can send shockwaves through the market with a single move.”
- She added, “The situation’s messy as hell, layers of complications, and the stakes? They’re sky-high. Their partnership went up in flames, all because of a brutal clash of interests. And now? The one practically on his knees for your help is Mr. Darcey. But his biggest rival..."
- She stopped, taking a deep breath, her expression equal parts frustration and sympathy. "…is your husband."