Chapter 4

"I told you, today is my dad's birthday," Ethan snapped.

"Who are you throwing a tantrum for?"

I stared at him in disbelief.

"Did you not hear her?"

"Your mother insulted me and my dead parents with every single word."

"You said this was a family dinner, yet Sienna is here."

"Your mother demanded her bracelet back just to give it to her."

"Does your family have no shame at all anymore?"

Ethan looked at me, his eyes completely cold.

"Chloe, do you have any idea how much of a mess your parents left behind?"

"Everywhere I go, people laugh at me."

"They say I married into a ruined family."

"And you still have the nerve to throw a fit?"

I let out a long breath, forcing my tears back.

"Fine."

"I embarrassed your family."

"I'm an eyesore to your parents. I'll leave."

"They like Sienna anyway."

"Perfect. The four of you can enjoy your family dinner."

With that, I turned around and walked into the night.

Ethan didn't come home that night.

Whether he slept at the mansion or went to Sienna's, I didn't care anymore.

My flight to London was in two days.

Over the next forty-eight hours, I finalized all my travel arrangements.

I packed my remaining belongings.

I signed the divorce papers.

Only the space next to my name, reserved for Ethan's signature, remained blank.

On the day of my departure, I received another FaceTime call from the Ethan of three years ago.

He had dark circles under his eyes, and he looked completely exhausted.

He looked like he hadn't slept in days.

I looked at him and smiled.

"Ethan, I'm leaving."

"I've decided to divorce the future you."

He offered a weak smile, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"Chloe... I've also decided to propose to the you of three years ago."

"I realized I can't stop myself from loving you."

"I'm sorry. You might think I'm selfish."

"But no matter what the future holds, I want to try."

I nodded.

"Okay. Then I wish us both luck."

"I hope you find your love."

"And I hope I find my freedom."

His eyes drifted to the table on my side of the screen.

The bold letters "DIVORCE AGREEMENT" seemed to burn his eyes.

A tear slipped down his cheek without warning.

"Chloe, can I ask for one last favor?"

"Give the future me one more chance."

"Put those papers in front of him."

"What if... what if he regrets it?"

"What if he doesn't want to lose you?"

I checked my watch. I still had enough time before my flight.

I picked up the papers, grabbed my suitcase, and walked out.

"I promise you."

I hadn't stepped foot in Ethan's corporate headquarters in almost two years.

The receptionist's face turned pale when she saw me, and she rushed over in a panic.

"Mrs. Vance! Do you have an appointment with Mr. Vance?"

"Please wait in the lobby. Let me check if he's free first, okay?"

I shook my head.

"I don't mean to make your job difficult."

"But I'm in a hurry."

I pushed open the heavy oak doors of his penthouse office.

Ethan was sitting in his executive chair.

Sienna was sitting on his lap, wrapped securely in his arms.

He saw me, but he didn't move.

A smirk played on his lips.

"What are you doing here?"

Then, his eyes caught the suitcase by my side.

His smirk widened.

"What's this?"

"Stalking me to my office now?"

"Good to know you finally realized your mistake."

"I'll come home tonight."

"Don't do this again. There are too many people in the building. It looks bad."

I walked up to his desk and slid the divorce papers over.

My signature was already neatly signed on the left.

"I came to drop this off. Ethan, let's get a divorce."

The smirk on his face completely vanished.