Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 126

Raelynn didn't sleep well that night.

Her dreams dragged her back to their first year of marriage, right back to the day they took their wedding photos.

Sebastian was a minimalist who despised performative ceremonies. They hadn't even had a real wedding. Knowing the girl had been shortchanged, Matilda Croix had forced Sebastian into the photo shoot to compensate.

Once he agreed to something, he cooperated fully.

He hadn't objected to a single one of the photographer's requests.

Holding her waist, brushing his thumb against her cheek...

And then, The Photographer had asked, "Mr. Croix, could you kiss the bride?"

She was young back then, her heart hammering wildly at the proximity of the man she loved.

She fully expected him to refuse.

After all, their marriage was little more than a polite arrangement.

Yet, Sebastian had nodded calmly. He leaned down with practiced ease, tilting his head to capture her lips. He wasn't the type to close his eyes, instead staring intensely at her blushing, terrified face as she held her breath.

He had arched a lazy brow.

"Sunny, I'm your husband. We're going to spend the rest of our lives together. What are you so shy about?"

The rest of our lives...

Human promises were inherently worthless.

Love couldn't withstand scrutiny, let alone the test of time.

Raelynn's eyes snapped open.

The corners of her eyes were damp.

But her expression was horrifyingly sober.

Thank God.

She was the one who pulled the plug on this seven-year farce.

Burning her former pillars of emotional support with her own hands, permanently cutting ties with Sebastian, was the absolute best choice she could have ever made.

She calmly reached up to wipe away the faint trace of moisture.

Groping for her phone on the nightstand.

She opened iMessage, found Sebastian's profile, and without a single second of hesitation, tapped Block.

Moving to her Contacts List, she blacklisted his phone number too.

She was surgically extracting him from her life.

Sitting up, she headed straight to the bathroom to wash up.

Today, she planned to visit her mother.

The woman who had been in a deep coma ever since that fateful car crash years ago.

She sat quietly by the hospital bed for a long time.

The oppressive weight in her chest was suffocating.

Raelynn nodded.

Eager to take a look herself.

She quickly spotted the skeletal robot on the display stage. She had originally designed it specifically to help paralyzed patients regain mobility. Having sold the patent years ago, it was now mass-produced, giving countless bedridden individuals a new lease on life.

That was why she had named it New Life, endearingly dubbed Newie by the public.

New life. She wanted thousands of patients and their families to wipe away the dark clouds and step into a brighter future.

Raelynn stared at a piece of her own past.

Feeling a profound wave of emotion wash over her.

This exact robot was the original model she had built with her own two hands.

The finalized beta version she had perfected alongside her mentors at the academy.

Back then, she had just gotten married. Several top-tier professors from the National Academy of Traditional Medicine had called, practically begging her to join the academy and dedicate herself to medical research.

She had naïvely believed she could juggle both a career and a family. But for some mysterious reason, her Admission Letter never arrived. Combined with the Croix family's draconian rules for their daughters-in-law, her dreams had quietly withered away.

Looking back now...

Being blindly in love was truly a fatal flaw.

She had paid the price, shattering her own life into a million pieces, and that was exactly what she needed to finally wake up.

Filled with nostalgia, she reached out and gently stroked the machine's casing.

"What do you think you're touching? Do you have any manners at all?"