Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 9

I didn't hesitate to reject Jeremiah outright. "No. Elsa and I don't get along. Seeing me will just ruin her appetite, and seeing her makes me nauseous."

Before he could respond, I added, "When are you free? Let's finalize the divorce as soon as we can. Once we're divorced, Elsa will probably make a miraculous recovery."

Jeremiah sounded impatient as he snapped, "You're making no sense. What does our divorce have to do with Elsa? And as I said, the divorce—"

I sighed, cutting him off. "Forget it. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. Meet me at the courthouse next Monday at 10:00 am. Don't be late."

With that, I hung up.

He called again, but I blocked his number. I figured I'd unblock him on the day of the divorce.

After rolling down my pants, I braved the pain and climbed upstairs to organize the stuff I had brought. The villa was cleaned monthly by a professional cleaning service, so it was in decent shape and didn't require much effort from me.

I avoided my injury while taking a quick shower. After collapsing onto the bed, I picked up my phone and typed out a short text. "I, Jane Brown, have decided to return to work!"

This time, I'd never let go of the things I loved for anyone.

Once I sent the text in the LunaGlo group chat, I was bombarded with responses.

"Jane, is it true that you're coming back? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"You're seriously leaving your husband to return to work? We couldn't convince you no matter how hard we tried back then. What changed your mind?"