After the Divorce, My Ex-Husband Mistook His Childhood Friend for Me

I asked Declan for a divorce.

I don't want anything except the money.

Declan sneered, "Not even your beloved son?"

"No, not even him."

Because my child's wish for his fifth birthday was,

"Can dad and mom get a divorce? I want Aunt Fiona to be my mom."

1

I handed the divorce papers to Declan.

He looked at them as if they were just another ordinary document on his desk.

His eyes were cold and indifferent.

His passion for me probably only existed during those endless nights.

"Adeline, pick a better time to throw a tantrum. This is the office."

He was sure I wouldn't go through with the divorce.

Just another attempt to make him jealous.

"I'm not causing a scene."

I was made to wait in the reception room like a regular visitor for three hours,

enduring the pitying looks from others.

How is that causing a scene?

"Miss Fiona doesn't have to wait even a minute to see Mr. Declan."

"So the rumors about Mr. Declan hating his wife are true?"

Yes, they are. Their Mr. Declan truly doesn't like his wife.

The one he's always liked is Fiona.

"Declan, I want a divorce, the sooner the better."

"Adeline, what are you doing?"

Only then did Declan lower his eyes to look at the papers.

"Adeline, you only want this little money for a divorce?"

Yes, when I accidentally got pregnant, he intended to use this money as compensation to keep me away.

But I didn't leave.

Because I am a character from another world.

Having Finn and marrying him was a task assigned to me.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't warm Declan's heart.

We have no future.

This money can be a belated compensation.

Fifty million on the agreement is nothing to him.

But to me, it's a fortune, enough for a happy life.

Declan stood up, looking down at me.

His expensive tailored suit made him look even taller and more imposing.

He sneered again.

"Just the money?"

"Not even your beloved son?"

I smiled faintly, "No, not even him."

2

I used to love Finn very much.

After all, he shares my blood.

For five years, I devoted all my patience and love to every step of his growth.

Maybe it's because of his association with Declan that he never had much affection for Finn.

When Finn was born, Declan only looked at him once and said,

"Looks a lot like Adeline."

Then he handed Finn over to the nanny.

But oddly enough, Finn adored Declan.

He had a gift for languages.

At just three, he could sternly say to me, "It's your fault dad doesn't come home."

I thought it was just childish babble.

When he was four, he met Fiona, who had returned from her divorce abroad, for the first time.

He came home and told the nanny,

"No wonder dad likes Aunt Fiona. I like her too."

"Aunt Fiona is gentler and makes me happier than mom."

It was just because I wouldn't let him eat too many sweets.

He pouted angrily.

I had just come out of the kitchen and heard his accusations.

Suppressing my discomfort, I softly said, "Finn, I'...