My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Oliver paused, slightly taken aback. "How did you end up like this?"

Melissa immediately retorted, "What do you mean? I'm doing just fine!"

As she finished speaking, she glanced toward the entrance. "Hasn't Jake arrived yet?"

Although Melissa used to be afraid of Oliver, her perspective shifted after living on her own for a while. She realized it wasn't the divorce she feared but the change.

Jake could now support her financially, and she still spent her days at home. With an allowance coming in, she didn't have to worry about food or drink, only the occasional grocery run. Most importantly, after leaving that house, her expectations of Oliver disappeared. In the past, she had dreaded those lonely nights in their sprawling master bedroom, yearning for Oliver to come home and keep her company instead of running off to see "her". Now, her small apartment was cozy enough. There was a community center downstairs where seniors gathered. At first, she'd felt a bit awkward joining the dance group, but soon she fit right in. After living this way for some time, she found herself genuinely enjoying it.

Life outside that luxurious cage was colorful and vibrant. She realized that leaving the upper class behind didn't mean losing freedom—it meant gaining it.

Oliver sneered at her response. "He's taking the bus over. How fast do you think he'll be here?"

Just then, Jake came jogging over. "Mom, I took the subway after the bus. It's way faster than driving!"

Oliver felt his temper rising, seeing the two of them so comfortable. Barely holding back his frustration, he let out a cold laugh. "We're here to finalize the divorce. Did you bring your papers?"

Melissa froze for a second. "Oh, right!"

She quickly rummaged through her bag. Oliver breathed a sigh of relief, already anticipating the outcome. With another sneer, he added, "Don't tell me… you forgot your ID, didn't you?"

Melissa pulled her ID out of her bag.

face darkening. "Melissa, are

"Weren't you the one

of anger surged through Oliver. For some reason, her indifferent

be informed that they had to wait for a 30-day cooling-off period before the

almost as

staff handed them both forms, Oliver glanced at the section on asset division and sneered. "You're really not

have much, and over the years, I blew through whatever I had. So, no, I don't

harsh laugh. "Weren't you always after my money? The moment the company handed out dividends,

past. "Yeah, I did that because I knew if I didn't spend it,

Oliver paused, taken aback.

do this? Just to prove

me half of the

continued, "But now, it doesn't matter. Once we're divorced, you can give her as much as you want. It won't have anything to

chest. Her indifference, especially toward the money, made him feel even

"Fine. Don't come

that, he stormed

waiting by the entrance. The moment Oliver

"There's a mandatory one-month cooling-off