Chapter 7 

After thinking about it, I decided to take the initiative. 

I sent the divorce agreement that I had signed to his company. 

Vincent also quickly responded to me. 

Someone pushed the price of the house I sold to the lowest. 

I guess he instructed someone to do this intentionally, he was using this way to force me to come 

back to him. 

I didn’t delude myself into thinking that he would feel pity for me. 

I knew that all he needed was a Mrs. Atkinson who could be taken out without affecting the image of 

the group. 

Apart from me, there wouldn’t be any better candidates for the time being, including his lifesaver. 

Although my family’s fortunes declined, at least a starved camel is still bigger than a horse. 

But seeing the multimillion–dollar mansion my mother had bought for me back then worth nothing 

at this moment, my heart was torn apart. 

I gritted my teeth and finally decided to sell the house. The luxurious mansion, worth fifty million, ended up being sold for less than ten million. 

My stepmother looked at me with unwillingness in her heart as I pressed my fingerprint. 

“These heartless people, Chelsea, how could you have been bullied like this if you were by Vincent’s- 

side!” 

“Listen to Aunt’s advice, and go back to Vincent!” Ah?” I didn’t say anything, pressing my fingerprint was my best answer. 

In the following days, I was busy handling various transfer procedures both inside and outside the 

house. 

The days passed little by little like this. 

Two months later, late at night, I saw Vincent again downstairs from the apartment I was renting. 

There has been no movement or progress on my past divorce agreement up until now. 

So I was very surprised to see Vincent appear in this place. 

Before I could say a word, I saw Vincent turn around while I stood still. 

“Chelsea, let’s talk.” 

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I looked at him in silence, and I didn’t think there was anything else I could talk to him about now except for the divorce. 

“It has been two months, and I finally saw my Mrs. Atkinson.” 

“Before, you used to call me every day if you couldn’t see me, asking about my well–being. How come now you’ve become so distant…” 

I interrupted him and spoke directly. 

“Vincent, I feel like we didn’t really need to catch up.” 

Vincent’s eyes stared at me intently, and after a while, he let out a cold laugh. 

“I calculated an account for you. According to your father’s current situation, you would need to 

spend at least one million per month.” 

“Plus the rough expenses in your family, you are not enough if you don’t have a minimum of two 

million every month.” 

“And you, now without any source of income, your savings can only last for a maximum of one 

year.” 

I spoke to him expressionlessly, “As long as Mr. Atkinson extends a helping hand, I always manage to overcome difficulties.” 

“Mr. Atkinson?” Vincent sneered, “Why didn’t you call me Mr. Atkinson when you climbed into my bed back then?” 

“Do you 

you think it was so easy for you to leave now?” 

Upon hearing his accusations, I felt as if all my strength had been drained. 

“I said, I didn’t climb onto your bed on purpose. I have explained this matter too many times.” 

“I was really tired, Vincent, please let me go.” 

“I didn’t ask for anything in the divorce agreement, and you didn’t lose anything over all these years.” 

“You could have found someone else, or stayed with your lifesaver…” 

Vincent looked at me with a playful expression and said meaningfully. 

“Oh? Find another one?” 

“You made me become second–hand goods. Where can I find a woman who matches my social status?” 

“Or is it that you had already found a new job, so you were so eager?” 

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His words were offensive, and I didn’t want to continue being insulted by his baseless accusations. 

She immediately bypassed him and walked straight into the house, but when she was leaving, he grabbed her. “Chelsea, come back and continue being Mrs. Atkinson, I can still treat you the way I 

used to.” 

I was laughed at. 

Is it the same as before? Is it still used as a mascot and decoration? 

“This Mrs. Atkinson, I didn’t want to become her at all!” 

After saying that, I slowly pried open his fingers one by one and then left without looking back.