Timothy saw the things that were strewn over the ground. They were all regular clothing. Mia hadn’t taken a single branded item with her.

Hadn’t she married him because she wanted those things? He couldn’t believe she hadn’t taken any of it.

Timothy’s gaze landed on the dirty recyclable bag, and he frowned. “Are you playing hard to get again? Whose pity are you trying to win again? It’s not like Grandma’s here!”

He hadn’t let her down in any way throughout their three-year marriage, aside from not having feelings for her. He’d never been stingy with her.

Even with the divorce, he was going to compensate her a huge sum. It was more than enough for her to live a comfortable life.

Did she really want to leave, or was she just putting on an act?

Mia held her phone tightly, still processing the news of her family having found her. In the past, she’d dreamed of her family finding her one day so she wouldn’t be alone anymore.

these thoughts, but in Timothy’s eyes, this was

packed her things to leave but went to the kitchen to get that dirty recyclable bag to put her stuff in. She refused to listen to me no matter

sir, but she refused to listen. She even threw the clothes all

using that recyclable bag to garner pity. If people were to

she listened to Maya and Kaleb frame her. She fixed her gaze

her a sharp look and asked coldly, “Don’t you

she’d expected. A trace of mockery flashed in her eyes. “They’ve already

regardless of what she said, anyway. There was no point in wasting

you’ve got, Mia? What else do you want?” In Timothy’s eyes, Mia was nothing but a woman who’d married him

spends all your money. Look at those other trophy

kitchen is where I’ve spent most of my time, and the furthest I’ve gone is the market. I’ve spent three years as your wife, yet

papers, I don’t wanna be your

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