Chapter 3 HOLLAND, I WANT TO LIVE A GOOD LIFE WITH YOU
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At that time, Chloe’s heart didn’t ache for Holland at all. Instead, she went to Holland’s bed every day to ask for a divorce. She didn’t even hesitate to use her death to force him. The weak Holland looked at her for a long time and said faintly, “I agree to the divorce and give you your freedom.”
At that time, Chloe was so happy that she almost cried. As a result, she welcomed the most unbearable and embarrassing life.
Chloe’s heart was filled with unspeakable guilt, but she also couldn’t help but rejoice. Fortunately, she could start over again! After sorting out her emotions, Chloe walked out of the bathroom and met Holland’s and Anastasia’s suspicious eyes. She smiled embarrassedly. “Um... Maybe my brain is truly fried...”
Anastasia didn’t expect her daughter to have such a reaction. It was rare for her daughter to stop making a fuss, and she was still a little unused to it.
A look of surprise flashed across Holland’s face, but his tone was calm. “Since you’re fine, let’s go home.”
“Yes.” Chloe nodded obediently. When she passed by Holland, she suddenly stopped in her tracks. She thought of something and suddenly lifted Holland’s shirt that was tucked into his suit pants, revealing his eight-pack abs. “Fortunately, there’s no knife scar.”
“What are you doing!” Holland’s breathing stopped as he stiffly pinched her wrist. His voice was a little hoarse. “You still want to make trouble?”
“I didn’t.” Chloe was a little innocent. She just wanted to confirm whether Holland had been stabbed so that she could confirm the exact time to start over. However, this man’s sudden stern words made her a little embarrassed. She was only looking at his stomach, not his backside. What was he doing...
“Chloe, you two can flirt when you get home. This is a hospital, and there are many people,” Anastasia winked and hinted at Chloe.
Chloe went along with Anastasia’s words, “I’m sorry. I have a fever, and my brain isn’t very clear. I’ll help you sort it out.” After saying that, she reached out and was about to tuck Holland’s shirt into his belt.
“I’ll do it myself.” Holland took a few steps back stiffly, shook off her hand, and turned around to rush into the bathroom.
“Chloe! What are you trying to do now?” Anastasia was so angry that she pulled her daughter to her side and warned her in a low voice. “I’m telling you, Holland can’t possibly indulge you all the time. You’ve been married for two years, and you’ve caused so many scandals. How much did Holland spend to suppress it? It’s not like you don’t know about this. If you continue to make a fuss and truly divorce him, you’ll regret giving up on such a good man like Holland!”
“Mom, I understand. I’ve thought it through. I’ll live a good life with Holland in the future.” Chloe’s voice was muffled. In her previous life, she had already jumped into Sven’s fire pit. Since she had to start over again, she wouldn’t be muddled.
“Really?” Anastasia didn’t dare to believe it. Chloe genuinely agreed so readily? Whatever the case was, Anastasia still patted her daughter’s head in relief. “It’s great that you can think this way. What kind of people have I not seen? Sven doesn’t have you in his eyes. He’s not a good person.”
“Thank you, Mom!” Chloe threw herself into Anastasia’s arms and held back her tears.
“Are you done packing?” Holland had already tidied up his clothes as if nothing had happened.
“There’s no need to pack up. We don’t need anything here.” Chloe leaned into Anastasia’s arms. Sven had touched all the clothes she had brought. She felt disgusted just thinking about it.
“You don’t want it?” Holland closed his palms slightly. The clothes he had packed for her were her favorite ones. Was she going to throw them away because he had packed them? Had she already hated him to this extent?
“Well, throw it away. I still have money on my card. I don’t want the clothes at home. And this hair, it’s too long. I’ll cut it tomorrow.” Chloe looked at her waist-length hair in disgust. She felt disgusted when she thought of how Sven had held her long hair and lowered his head to kiss her when they had eloped. At this moment, Chloe’s nerves suddenly jolted. Why did she give up on this tall and handsome husband in front of her and fall for a greasy man like Sven? She would rather bear a bad reputation, abandon her mother, and elope with someone else?
Chloe was still wondering if there was something wrong with her brain. She looked up and saw two shocked faces. “What’s wrong?”
“Chloe, you want a short haircut? Don’t you treasure your hair the most?” As Anastasia spoke, she raised her hand to touch her daughter’s forehead and whispered, “You’re right, you’re not running a fever anymore. Did the fever make you stupid? No wonder you’re so well-behaved today.”
Chloe helplessly cleared her throat. “Cough, cough! I know I’ve done a lot of wrong things in the past. Just think of it as me being stupid! But I’ve thought it through now. I want to be a brand new Chloe! I can start by cutting my hair. ”
After Chloe finished speaking, she found that her mother and Holland both had looks of disbelief on their faces. She turned around and saw her cell phone. She rushed over and took out her cell phone card without saying a word. She broke it and deleted all the contact information that she had. She blocked Sven in front of the two. “I truly don’t want to have anything to do with him anymore. Holland, I want to live a good life with you!”
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