"Sign the divorce agreement," Jayden's voice was calm and resolute, conveying an undeniable sense of indifference.
"Why so sudden?" Lizzys tone was surprised, her eyes carrying a hint of disbelief.
Jayden paused, his only response was, " Lizzy has returned."
Lizzy understood. The woman "Lizzy " he was referring to was not her.
This Lizzy was Liza Smith , the woman Jayden cherished the most.
After a short silence, Lizzy, her hand on her belly, suddenly asked, "If we have a child, would you still divorce me?"
Jayden's gaze fell on her belly, his brows furrowing slightly.
"Didn't I ask you to take precautions after that incident a month ago?" That incident had been the only one in their three years of marriage.
As if she had been burned, Lizzy quickly withdrew her hand from her abdomen.
But Jayden captured her wrist, his gaze complex, "Are you really pregnant?"
Lizzy hesitated for a moment before adding, "I was saying hypothetically, would you want this child?"
"No."
Jayden breathed a sigh of relief. In an unhappy marriage, the child would only feel more pain, just like his parents.
He let go of her hand and her heart sank along with it. She calmly accepted this reality. "Alright."
Jayden seemed surprised that she agreed so quickly, he paused for a moment. He glanced at his young wife by his side. Her round face, still pudgy with baby fat, made her look like a minor.
He had no feelings for her, only marrying her because his grandmother liked her, and her presence made his grandmother's health much better. It was a relationship of convenience.
If it wasn't for that accident a month ago, Jayden would have almost forgotten that they've been married for three years already.
To continue this marriage would only rob her of her youth; it was better to separate.
"Besides the compensation mentioned in the divorce agreement, if you have any other requests, please don't hesitate to voice them."
Jayden loosened his tie, looking worn out, and went upstairs to the bedroom.
After sitting on the sofa, Lizzy opened the divorce agreement, her heart ached at the sight of the densely packed clauses.
Lizzy had been an orphan since childhood. After being adopted, her adoptive parents had twins, and she was sent off to live with her aunt. Fortunately, her aunt treated her well.
Lizzy's greatest desire was to have a family. Even though she knew Jayden did not love her, she tried hard to be a gentle wife for three years.
But reality showed, she could never warm a cold, hardened heart.
She gently patted her belly. It had been a long time since her last menstrual period. Only after a hospital check did she discover that she had been pregnant for a month.
Although she's divorced now, she has a child. She's no longer alone.
She didn't read the content of the divorce agreement, and directly signed on the last page.
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"Lizzy, ask the maid to clean up the guest room on the second floor. We're having guests for a couple of days. Make sure they're well treated!"
Lizzy was roused from her slumber by a call from her mother-in-law, Emily Holland.
Leaving these words, the other end of the line went dead.
She didn't even have the time to ask who the guest was.
Lizzy smiled helplessly. She was already accustomed to her mother-in-law's indifference towards her, as if any more conversation was a waste of time.
After freshening up and leaving her bedroom, Jayden had already left for the company.
Last night, as usual, Jayden slept in the guest room.
Just as Lizzy descended the stairs, she saw a fashionably dressed young woman walk into the lobby.
Is this the guest her mother-in-law mentioned?
A beautiful and glamorous woman?
As the thought crossed her mind, a trace of ridicule glittered in her eyes.
In the past, she might have been upset, but now she was already divorced from Jayden Holland. Whoever comes to live was none of her business.
"Hello…"
As she tried to greet, the woman directly ignored her. After glancing around the hall, she started ordering the butler.
"The color of these curtains is incorrect. The sofa isn’t suitable either. Change the style of the bedroom’s bed to my preference."
Lizzy, unable to hold it in anymore, questioned, “Excuse me, who are you? We have no intentions of renovating this place."
"I am Liza, the future mistress of this place. Therefore, I will determine the style of the décor here."
"So, you are Liza?"
A bitter taste filled Lizzy’s heart. So this was Jayden's 'Lizzy'.
His LIZZY had returned to the country. Naturally, she, as the substitute, should go away.
"You seem to have heard of me. So, quickly sign the divorce agreement. You've been occupying this position for three years, it’s time to rebound."
Lizzy responded lightly, “You speak so sentimentally. When Jayden was in a coma after his accident, where were you?”
At that time, Jayden had a serious car accident.
His grandmother was eager to find a girl to continue the family lineage, and all the noble women shied away from her.
Lizzy was Mrs. Holland's caretaker. She was exceptionally kind to her, even lending her money to pay off her debts.
Unable to bear the sight of Mrs. Holland's witnessing the departure of her loved ones, Lizzy agreed to her request and married into the Holland family.
Everyone, including Lizzy herself, thought that Jayden wouldn't survive. They perceived this marriage as merely going through the motions. Unexpectedly, Jayden made a miraculous recovery. Since then, she found herself in a significantly embarrassing situation in the Holland family.
After all, to marry a common caregiver as the heir of the richest man in the new city, such a gap in status caused her to feel tremendous pressure.
For the past three years, her true identity had always been kept under wraps.
Liza's expression froze for a moment: “That's because my family didn't let me marry. They locked me in the house. In the end, a simpleton like you snuck in first.”
“I am warning you, I am the little princess of the Smith family in New York. My brothers are very influential. If you dare to fight with me, beware of your family!”
Lizzy's face instantly turned dark.
“Try threatening my family, and I definitely won’t let you go.”
“If you want your family to be safe, just sign the divorce agreement obediently.”
Liza saw the divorce agreement on the coffee table and felt a hint of triumph in her heart.
After such a long wait, she had finally reached this day.
Lizzy calmly replied: "I've already signed it."
"It seems you understand well."
Liza took a check out of her designer handbag.
"Here's one million, just a token of my goodwill."
A trace of cold sneer passed in Lizzy's eyes, she didn't make any move to accept it.
"Is it too little? Based on your previous income as a caregiver, this is ten years' worth of salary. Take this sum, and never disturb our life again."
"Jayden and I are destined for each other. You're an ordinary person. You don't belong in our world."
Lizzy's heart was stabbed once again. She silently walked upstairs back to the master bedroom.
Regardless of whether Liza came today or not, she had already decided to leave. Since they were divorced, there was no reason to stay here anymore. Only when she started packing did she realize that her belongings were pitifully few, not even enough to fill a suitcase.
These three years of life seemed like an illusory dream.
Lizzy glanced at the pregnancy test report on the bedside table, whispering to herself.
It's time to end all this.
Just then, Liza entered into the master bedroom, holding a divorce agreement in her hand.
"Have you packed all your things?"
When Liza spotted a piece of paper on the bedside table, reading the words "City Women and Children Hospital" from a distance, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.
Lizzy quickly grabbed the pregnancy test report and crumpled it into a ball.
Liza asked in surprise, "You're not pregnant, are you?"
Holding the pregnancy test tightly, Lizzy said, "If I really am pregnant, I won't get a divorce."
"Huh, of course a woman like you would use a child to secure your hold on Jayden."
"However, even if you're pregnant, Jayden won't accept the child. You're just an ordinary person, and it's not fitting for you to bear an heir for the Holland family."
Lizzy turned and walked into the cloakroom, Liza closely following.
"Wait, let me see the paper you picked up from the table earlier."
Filled with apprehension, Liza had to confirm whether Lizzy was pregnant or not.
She definitely cannot let this woman give birth to a child of the Holland family!
