I filed for divorce directly
Elara Hayes found herself back at 27, reborn.
She had two children, a son and a daughter, and was married to Dominic Thorne, the global billionaire. The man who consistently topped the Forbes list, was hailed by *Time* magazine as “the world’s most desirable bachelor, and whom even the British monarchy reportedly wished to marry off their princess to.
Everyone said she was incredibly lucky. Yet, the first thing she did was take a divorce agreement to
his first love.
She slid the papers across the table to Cassandra Sterling, her voice calm. “I want a divorce. Dominic is yours. The children are yours too.”‘
Cassandra stared at her, stunned, unable to believe that the woman who’d occupied the “Mrs. Thorne” title for six years would suddenly give it up so willingly.
Elara simply added, a faint weariness in her tone, “Since they both prefer you, I’ll grant your wishes.
Just get Dominic to sign, and once the mandatory waiting period is over, I’ll leave.”
This time, she refused to repeat her past mistakes. She refused to remain the invisible Mrs. Thorne, overlooked by everyone.
Cassandra’s fingers unconsciously traced the rim of her coffee cup, her brow furrowed. “Elara, what game are you playing?”
Elara watched the shifting expressions on Cassandra’s face, repeating calmly, “No game. I’m just fed
up.”
“Elara, do you have any idea how many women out there would kill for your position?”
“I do.” Elara met her gaze. “Which is why I’m giving it to you.”
A crack finally appeared in Cassandra’s composure.
She stared at the agreement for a long time, then finally picked it up. “Alright. Since you’re so generous, I won’t refuse.”.
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“But remember, what I get my hands on, I never let go of.”
“Don’t worry,” Elara offered a small smile. “I won’t regret it. Not ever.””
After all, in her previous life, she’d already tasted the bitterness of a solitary existence.
Cassandra rose and moved to another table in the coffee shop. With an elegant flick of her wrist, she pulled out her phone, her fingers dancing across the screen.
When the call connected, her voice instantly softened. “Dominic, I’m at the Blue Mountain Café. Can you come pick me up?”
Elara sat nearby, a bitter smile playing on her lips.
Once upon a time, when she called Dominic, his assistant answered nine out of ten times.
Now, in less than twenty minutes, the man who was perpetually “in a meeting” appeared at the café
entrance.
Through the glass, Elara watched Dominic stride into the café, his broad shoulders and narrow waist accentuated by his custom-tailored black suit.
Six-year-old Leo and four-year-old Mia instantly rushed to Cassandra, showering her with hugs and
kisses.
“Auntie Cassie!” Mia chirped sweetly, rubbing her little face against Cassandra’s arm.
Dominic placed a cake box on the table, his long fingers gently pushing it toward her. “Your favorite matcha. I specifically asked the chef to go easy on the sugar.”
Cassandra’s eyes lit up. “You always remember.”
Elara sat in the corner, her fingers unconsciously digging into her palm.
Six years of marriage, and Dominic didn’t even know her favorite flavor.
Last life, when she was hospitalized and craved strawberry cake, he had his assistant buy a random one. It turned out to be mango, which she was allergic to.
“What do you want for dinner tonight?” Dominic’s voice was deep. “French, or Italian?”
3:45 pm
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Cassandra smiled, taking the divorce agreement from her bag. “Before that, there’s a document I’d like you to see.”
She opened the agreement to the signature page. “I’ve set my sights on a villa, but I’m a bit short on liquid funds. Could you…?”
Dominic took the pen, signing without even glancing at the contents. “Between us, why be so Formal?”
“Auntie Cassie, are you buying a new house?” Leo asked, looking up. “Dad, why don’t you buy one next door? Mia and I want to move in with Auntie Cassie. We don’t want to stay with Mom every day.”
Dominic’s brow furrowed slightly, but seeing the children’s expectant faces, he relented. “Alright, I’ll buy one.”
“No need for such trouble,” Cassandra quickly said. “I’ll just leave three rooms for Leo and Mia… and you. You can come and stay whenever you like.”
The children cheered with delight. Mia even hugged Cassandra’s neck and gave her a kiss. “Auntie Cassie is the best! A thousand times better than Mom!”
Elara’s heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, a dull ache that made it almost mpossible to breathe.
She saw the slight upward curve of Dominic’s lips-a gentle smile he had never once given her.
Unable to watch any longer, she grabbed her bag and walked out.
The moment she stepped outside, memories of her previous life flooded back.
In her past life, she and Dominic had an arranged business marriage. She bore him a son and a daughter, lived to 62, but was never truly happy.
All because Dominic’s heart had always belonged to his childhood sweetheart, Cassandra Sterling.
After their breakup years ago, Cassandra went abroad. Dominic drowned his sorrows for a few days, but being too proud to beg her to stay, he soon agreed to his family’s arranged marriage.
