The person on the other end of the phone answered confidently. “Miss Russo, leave it to me. In seven days, you will receive the divorce certificate. I assure you that the jerk will lose everything, not a single cent remaining.”
After ending the call, I immediately booked a flight for seven days later to England.
But when I really left and married another man, Ezra, who often cheated, instead, I desperately begged me to return.
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On our fifth wedding anniversary, Ezra took our daughter and me back to the old town once more.
Our daughter happily ran up to the ice cream cart, insisting she wanted to eat one.
As I raised my head, I realized the employee before me was Heidi, who had once interfered with our marriage.
She once believed she was above others and pure, but now she had humbled herself to be a vendor on the streets.
I carefully and quietly glanced at the man beside me.
In his eyes, shock and pain were mixed, and it made me uneasy.
I showed a faint smile. “Husband, hurry and pay.”
He paused for a moment, looking a bit surprised, then awkwardly pulled out his phone to pay. But when he took the ice cream, he suddenly lost control.