After the Divorce, My Ex-Wife Discovered My Secret

“Why, Xu Ting? Why would you do this to me?” “Five years of marriage—was I not good enough for you? How could you betray me and check into a hotel with another man?” In the luxurious villa, Lin Xuan's eyes were bloodshot as he confronted the tall, beautiful woman in a sleek black business suit standing before him. On the table between them lay several photos showing Xu Ting wrapped in the arms of an unfamiliar man as they entered a hotel together. “Lin Xuan, did you follow me?” Xu Ting frowned, glancing at the pictures. Her flawless face showed not an ounce of guilt, only cold indifference. “If that’s how you want it, then let’s divorce.” “Divorce?” Lin Xuan's mind went blank, his entire being shaken. All he wanted was an explanation, any denial—even a lie would do. But instead, he was met with a simple word: divorce. “Yes, divorce.” “Here’s the divorce agreement. Just sign it.” Xu Ting reached into her designer handbag, a Hermes worth hundreds of thousands, and slapped a set of divorce papers down in front of Lin Xuan. Staring at the document in disbelief, Lin Xuan looked up at Xu Ting, astonishment clear in his eyes. “You’ve already planned this, haven’t you?” “You forced me into it. I hate being spied on.” Her tone was as cold as ice. “So, it’s all my fault?” “Don’t give me that look, Lin Xuan. You’ve been living off me for years. Who I choose to be with is none of your business.” “It’s not my business? Xu Ting, you’re my wife! My lawful wife…” Lin Xuan wanted to shout, but as he looked at the cold, indifferent divorce agreement, his spirit drained. He clenched his fists tightly, the pain in his palms grounding him. “So what?” Xu Ting looked unbothered. “If you’re unhappy with it, you can walk away. But just so you know, since you can’t handle my life after marriage, you’ll leave without a penny.” Lin Xuan’s eyes widened in shock, staring at Xu Ting as if seeing her for the first time. Was this still the same kindhearted girl from fifteen years ago? The girl who had handed him a piece of bread in his darkest moment, encouraging him to go on? “Enough. Stop wasting my time and sign.” Xu Ting’s cold voice pulled Lin Xuan back to reality. He looked at her, at this heartless, selfish woman. They say people change over time, and apparently, so did personalities. In her eyes, Lin Xuan could no longer see the light or the kindness she once possessed. Disappointment filled his gaze. “Xu Ting, you’ve really changed. Sometimes, I wonder if you’re even the same girl from back then.” “What are you trying to say, Lin Xuan? If you’re just trying to buy time, I advise you to stop wasting both of ours.” Xu Ting’s tone was sharp and unyielding. “Tell me, Xu Ting. Do you really want to end things?” “Yes.” Lin Xuan took a deep breath. His gaze grew dark. Xu Ting hesitated for a moment. For a split second, she thought she saw a different person in Lin Xuan’s eyes. But after blinking, he was just Lin Xuan again. Still wearing an apron, still lacking any sense of manly pride. She looked at him, her voice laced with contempt: “You should’ve known long ago, Lin Xuan. We’re not from the same world anymore.” “True.” This time, Lin Xuan didn’t argue. “You’re now the powerful CEO, one of Su City’s top ten entrepreneurs. And I’m just a man who washes dishes and cooks, a man you consider worthless.” Xu Ting was momentarily surprised by his awareness. A haughty smile tugged at her lips. “Good. It seems you’ve finally realized that you’re beneath me.” Lin Xuan laughed, though it was laced with sarcasm and bitterness. “I should thank you, really, for letting me finally see who you are.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Xu Ting frowned. “What do I mean? Five years…five whole years. Every single night, when you returned from work, I had a bowl of hot porridge waiting for you.” “When you were exhausted, I massaged your legs.” “When you were in pain, I stayed up all night to care for you.” “When you wanted to start a business, I gave you the seed money.” “For five years, I was devoted to you. Anyone would have formed an attachment—even to a dog…” “Enough, Lin Xuan! Shut up!” Xu Ting’s sharp voice cut him off. Her face was red with anger, like a cornered animal. “Everything you did was by choice. I never forced you! And besides, I built this company with my own sweat and hard work. I repaid you a long time ago for any money you gave me!” “Is that so?” Lin Xuan looked at her as if seeing a stranger. “Do you really believe you achieved this success all on your own?” “What else?” Xu Ting countered. Lin Xuan didn’t answer. He picked up the pen and signed the divorce agreement without hesitation. He was done expecting anything from her. As he tossed the agreement back on the table, his voice was flat. “As you wish. I hope you don’t live to regret this.” With that, Lin Xuan turned to leave. “Lin Xuan, what is that supposed to mean? Come back here!” But Lin Xuan didn’t look back. He walked out of the villa. This place no longer held anything for him. … The moment he stepped through the villa gates, Lin Xuan’s phone rang. As he answered, a procession of sleek black Maybachs approached. Each car was worth millions. The fleet stopped before him. One by one, doors opened, and dozens of men in immaculate suits and dark sunglasses stepped out. Standing in a row before him, they bowed deeply: “We are here on Black Emperor’s orders to welcome you, Mr. Lin.”