After Divorce, I Made Him Regret It Deeply - Chapter 21

With Zhou Jingcheng no longer interfering, my house was sold quickly.

I don’t know if it was just a coincidence.

The day I sold the house happened to be the very day the cooling-off period for my divorce with Zhou Jingcheng ended.

After parting ways with Zhou Jingcheng that day, I thought he would pull some trick again and refuse to get divorced.

Unexpectedly, he really showed up at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

We smoothly received our divorce certificate.

After that, I hurried to the villa to sign the contract for selling the house.

Two things in a row went smoothly, and I finally felt a sense of relief.

But just as I left, the agent called me again.

“Miss Shen, although it’s a bit unethical, I still want to tell you something.”

“What is it?”

“Your husband… oh, no, your ex-husband, showed up right after you left.”

He grabbed the client who had just bought my house and insisted, begging the client to sell the house back to him.

The client refused.

Right now, Zhou Jingcheng is pestering the client.

Feeling annoyed, I rushed back to the villa.

I arrived just in time to see Zhou Jingcheng snatching something from the cleaner.

The client who had just signed the contract was already gone.

The agent sighed regretfully, “Miss Shen, you came too late. Your husband was willing to pay triple the price to buy it back…”

“…”

Forget it. The house is no longer mine anyway.

Since both sides are willing, I don’t want to interfere anymore.

But just then, I saw clearly what Zhou Jingcheng had snatched back from the cleaner.

It was our wedding photo, the one we had retaken together.

“Zhou Jingcheng!”

“Ah Yue!”

When Zhou Jingcheng saw me, his eyes lit up.

“Look, I bought the house back. All of these things, I’ll find them again…”

He couldn’t wait to show me.

But before he finished speaking, the car key in my hand had already sliced toward the wedding photo behind him.

With a tearing sound.

I tore off my own image from the photo.

Zhou Jingcheng stared at me in shock, his face turning pale.

He looked at me, grief-stricken, the tears in his eyes falling before he could hold them back.

My expression was cold as I looked at the reflection on the villa’s floor-to-ceiling window.

The scene felt so familiar.

Of course it was familiar. Once upon a time, I too had begged Zhou Jingcheng to turn back, just as humbly.

But now…

Truly, what goes around comes around; retribution never misses.

“Stop flattering yourself! Zhou Jingcheng, what you’re doing now only disgusts me!”

“Can you stop?!”