The Day I Quit Him (Autumn and Mars) novel Chapter 321

Oliver Lopez was in a great mood, humming a tune all the way home.

It had been a long time since he’d come home this happy. Usually, he walked in with a long face, looking like someone owed him a few million bucks.

Penelope had always thought his bad mood was because of company business. It wasn’t until she heard the recording that she learned he had grown tired of this home long ago.

Without a sound, Penelope slowly rose from the sofa.

Startled by her sudden appearance, Oliver took a step back. He frowned, his voice sharp. “What are you doing?”

“Why are you sitting on the sofa trying to scare people at this hour instead of being in the bedroom?”

Penelope let out a cold laugh.

“Am I the one scaring people, or were you so busy thinking about someone else that you didn’t even

see me?”

“Our sofa is right in front of the door. How can you not see a whole person sitting here and then have the nerve to blame me for scaring you?”

Her words made Oliver feel a pang of guilt.

Maybe it was because he was about to get his hands on the money and finally have the son he’d always longed for, but Oliver suddenly felt a wave of nostalgia.

“Look at you,” he said. “I say one little thing and you have to turn it into a whole debate.”

“Don’t blame me for not wanting to come home before. Who could stand coming back to this every

day?”

“Fine, fine. I was wrong, okay?”

Oliver walked over and gently wrapped his arm around Penelope. He smiled and asked, “How’s Lydia doing?”

“That kid, Mars Wright, got locked up. Lydia knows about it, right?”

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Penelope shot him a sideways glance. “Oh, so now you have time to care about Lydia? When I

told you about this before, why were you so sarcastic, saying she’s *my* daughter and that as her mother, I should be the one to handle it? Weren’t you just *so* busy and had no time for these ‘little things‘?”

“I was just thinking that after her face was ruined, Lydia’s personality got weird and she only ever

talks to you, right? You know I’m not good with words.”

“I was afraid of upsetting our daughter, you know? Try to understand me.”

“I have to go to work every day, and then I come home to deal with your and our daughter’s bad

moods. I’m just… really tired.”

*Tired enough to go out and make a baby with another woman?*

Penelope stared at the man in front of her in disbelief.

There was a time she had truly loved Oliver.

She didn’t just love his handsome face; she loved the way he was when he loved her.

Back then, when she first found out he was married, she was shocked. But that shock quickly turned into a stronger sense of determination.

The man was too exceptional, and too easy to handle. With just a little bit of effort, she made him fall in love with her.

In the professional jargon of her line of work, he was a “prize catch.”

Penelope had entered that world when she was eighteen.

Although she wasn’t sure if it was a legitimate “scene,” she had definitely learned a lot about seducing men while she was in it.

For years afterward, she lived off the money men gave her, effortlessly juggling several of them at

once.

But those men were terrified of their wives.

Most of them had married into money, and they found relying on their wives to be shameful. They were insecure, convinced their wives probably looked down on them.

So, they sought a sense of fun and validation elsewhere.

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Penelope and the other women in her circle played just that role.

They treated the men like their entire world, acting as if they wanted nothing but love and money.

Conveniently, these men couldn’t offer them a title, only affection and cash.

So, the two sides struck a perfect, unspoken arrangement.

Although Penelope made a good amount of money this way, her ambitions were far greater than

the others‘.

She didn’t want to rely on her youth forever, so she decided to find a “whale” to get out of the game.

Oliver was the target she chose for herself.

And since he was the man she planned to marry, how could she not develop some feelings for him?

For a long time after Autumn’s mother died, Penelope genuinely felt happy.

She had actually achieved her dream.

But she never expected the shelf life of Oliver’s love to be so short.

The last person to be despised and rejected was Autumn’s mother.

Now, it was her turn.

“If you’re tired, you should go rest.”

Penelope suppressed all her silent criticisms and fury, putting on the understanding demeanor she

used to have.

“Why don’t you go take a shower? I’ll go find my old tools, and I can give you a nice, deep massage

later.”

Oliver’s eyes went wide. “You’re going to give me a massage yourself?”

Penelope’s massage skills used to be second to none.

But after they got married, Penelope felt she had become the proper wife and no longer needed to please Oliver in that way. Plus, with two kids in the house, she didn’t want them to know how she typically appeased their father, so she stopped giving him massages altogether.

Oliver had complained about it before, but after a while, he grew tired of wasting his breath.

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He never thought that today, she would offer one on her own.

It instantly took him back to the old days, when their passion was at its peak.

Penelope clearly saw the flash of guilt in Oliver’s eyes.

He was probably reminiscing, feeling terrible in that moment.

Penelope smiled faintly. *Yes, just like that.*

Only the more guilt he felt, the better her chances were of prying some money out of his hands.

Scumbags were unreliable; money was the only thing you could count on.

“What’s wrong? You don’t want me to?”

When Oliver didn’t move, Penelope added with a hint of regret, “Well, then forget it. I was just thinking it’s been a while and wanted to see if my skills have gotten rusty.”

As she said that, she turned to leave, but Oliver grabbed her.

His tone was even more tender than before. “Who right now.”

aid to forget it? I’ll have someone get the things

His hand snaked under the hem of her clothes like a slippery fish.

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