Chapter 3 The One He Never Forgot

The next day, when Madison woke up, she found a signed divorce agreement on the nightstand, with a pen beside it and a bank card.

Madison bit her lip, picked up the agreement and signed her name, but deliberately ignored the bank card.

She didn't need any compensation.

After washing up, she started packing her luggage. Since they were getting divorced anyway, there was no point staying here.

She lived a simple life and wasn't into jewelry or accessories. Apart from some essential documents and personal clothing, she took nothing with her.

Madison came downstairs with her suitcase. When her eyes reached the living room, she stopped in her tracks.

Alexander was sitting there quietly, looking at her.

His gaze stayed on her face for less than half a second before moving down to the divorce agreement in her other hand.

Madison smiled knowingly—so he was waiting for this divorce agreement.

She quickened her pace down the stairs and handed him the divorce agreement.

"I've already signed it."

But he didn't take it. He just stared at Madison quietly, as if trying to find some other emotion on her face.

When she came downstairs just now, she seemed to have smiled.

Didn't this woman feel even a bit reluctant or sad?

Madison felt uncomfortable under his stare and looked away. She stopped waiting for him to take it and simply placed the document on the table in front of him, then turned toward the door.

Suddenly, Alexander stood up and slightly raised his hand where she couldn't see.

"Oh, right." Madison suddenly stopped, interrupting his movement. Without turning back, she said, "That bank card isn't necessary. I don't need it."

Hearing this, Alexander froze. His hand hung in mid-air for two seconds before he slowly lowered it.

"You should take it anyway, so I don't think you'll be clinging around later."

"You!"

Madison was truly angry now. She turned around and glared at him.

After living together for three years, was this really how Alexander saw her—as someone so pathetic?!

In three years of marriage, she admitted he had never shortchanged her materially. As long as her requests weren't excessive, he would grant almost anything.

But that was never what she wanted.

He was cold to her. The material compensation was just to make himself feel better about continuing this marriage that existed in name only.

Madison didn't argue back. Without a word, she grabbed her suitcase and frantically pushed open the door, rushing into the rain.

Alexander watched her determined figure leave, feeling a heaviness in his chest.

Sure enough, she didn't have him in her heart. Even leaving was so decisive.

The amount in that bank card was enough to keep her comfortable for the rest of her life, but she didn't seem to care at all.

Was she afraid he was setting a trap with the money?

Alexander took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no emotional ripple left.

He coldly called out to the assistant waiting outside the door: "Follow her."

"Yes, Mr. Frost."

When Madison reached the main gate with her suitcase, a car passed by her.

Through the semi-transparent window, she caught a glimpse of the person inside—Savannah!

Alexander had just proposed divorce last night, and today Savannah was already making herself at home. Were they that impatient?

Madison remembered last night—that phone call must have been from Savannah.

One phone call from his first love, and Alexander could so easily give up three years of marriage. She'd probably see news of their remarriage soon, wouldn't she?

Madison, soaking wet, opened her car, threw her luggage onto the passenger seat, and prepared to leave.

But after starting the car, she found herself inexplicably looking back.

Through the hazy rain, she saw Savannah flutter like a little butterfly, getting out of the car and throwing herself into Alexander's arms. And Alexander, for the first time ever, took the initiative, stepping forward to hold her.

This kind of playful gesture—Madison had never done it with Alexander.

Because she knew clearly that he wouldn't care about her that way.

At this moment, they looked so perfect together.

Madison closed her eyes, forcibly suppressing the burning sensation in them.

Naturally, she didn't see that when she closed her eyes, Alexander pushed Savannah out of his embrace.

"Be careful," he said.

"Yeah, thanks just now." Savannah moved closer again, hugging his arm. "If it weren't for you, I would have fallen!"

Alexander didn't know that Savannah had done it on purpose.

That woman had just passed by her, looking so miserable, but that wasn't enough!

That woman had shamelessly occupied Alexander for three years. During those three years, she and the Cole family had enjoyed all the benefits. Why should she exit the stage so easily?

So she needed to light a fire.

Savannah deliberately let her see the intimate moment between herself and Alexander, and also let her see more directly just how much Alexander cared about "Savannah."

"Alexander, was that Maddie who just passed by? Why did she leave with her luggage? Did you two have a fight? Was it because of what happened last night? Everyone was just joking around. Should you explain it to her?"

Savannah said this out loud, but in her heart she was screaming: "Don't try to keep her, just let her go like this, and it's best if she leaves Alexander's side forever!"

Hearing this, Alexander looked up toward Madison's car, his throat moving.

"...Don't worry about her."

He deliberately didn't mention the divorce agreement.

On the other side, Madison took two deep breaths and opened her eyes. Her gaze locked onto the two figures embracing in the rearview mirror, and Alexander was also looking at this car.

The moment their eyes met in the rearview mirror, Savannah looked up too.

She said something to Alexander, and the two of them moved even closer.

This scene made Madison frown.

What kind of behavior was this—provocation?

What are you still hoping for, Madison? You need to wake up.

Madison started the car. The moment she pressed the gas pedal, she felt strangely relieved.

For three years, she'd lived in the shadow of the woman he'd never stopped loving. This feeling made Madison's heart ache constantly, but for the sake of surface harmony, she always endured it.

At least from now on, she didn't have to endure it anymore. She and Alexander were divorced.

Alexander, I wish you and your beloved a lifetime together. Don't... end up like me.