I Divorced Him Quietly, Then He Went Crazy - Chapter 17

Not long after, I heard that Jeremy had a falling out with the people in that private room.

The incident caused a huge stir.

Everyone in the circle was saying that Jeremy, in his fit of anger, was truly serious about this ‘beauty.’

And this beauty was his ex-wife.

A couple of days later, I ran into Evelyn Tan.

This time, she recognized me.

She extended her hand to shake mine: “I’ve seen your wedding photos so many times. Last time we met, I really should have recognized you.”

I was slightly surprised.

She smiled, with a hint of melancholy: “Honestly, I was very jealous of you.”

I was a little confused.

She looked at me, lost in thought for a moment, then spoke:

“Before he got married, everyone thought he liked me. And it was only right for a girl like me to be by his side. We were such a perfect match. That year, I confessed to him in front of many people, I said, ‘Let’s try being together.'”

He agreed without much hesitation.

And he was really good to me.

But before long, I realized that no matter how good he was to me, it wasn’t love.

He didn’t love me at all.

“He never actively held my hand, and he didn’t like me getting too close to him.”

These things were quite different from what I had heard before.

Evelyn Tan looked directly at me:

“So, in a fit of pique, I broke up with him. I furiously accused him, saying that a person like him would never know what love was in this lifetime.”

You know what happened next.

I married someone else out of spite.

After my divorce, I had a car accident, and when he found out, he came over without a second thought.”

I thought he had come to his senses.

But after I returned, I realized it was just guilt.”

I looked at the wedding ring on her hand: “Then you…”

She raised her hand, her face bright:

“Don’t worry, this time I’m not acting out of spite with anyone.”

However, I still want to apologize to you.”

Adding your social media, sending those things.

That was indeed my personal agenda.”

I listened blankly, until Evelyn Tan glanced behind me.

She asked:

“I have the courage to start over.”

What about you?”

What do you think about Jeremy?”

I turned around and saw the man not far away.

He looked at me, his expression a little uneasy.

As if afraid our relationship would become even worse.

I suddenly remembered that snowy night two years ago.

The person I saw standing by the window was, most likely, the man before me now.

He walked towards me, instinctively explaining, “I was here for a meeting, and when I heard you were here, I came over.”

I remembered many past events related to Jeremy.

I remembered our first meeting, me sitting awkwardly in front of him.

He smiled, his features handsome, and told me, “That day you accidentally spilled hangover soup all over me, do you remember? Hello, Charlotte. We meet again.”

I also remembered that stormy night when he told me, “Let’s just stay like this.”

The next day, he bought me a huge diamond ring, planning a belated honeymoon trip with me.

Later, when I asked for a divorce, he sat on the sofa and told me, “Take your time thinking, I have all the time in the world.”

Yes, there is never anything truly black or white in this world.

As he said, I shouldn’t have been so quick to judge our relationship.

Whether we were a match or not, what others said didn’t matter a damn.

I smiled, tears in my eyes: “Jeremy, you like me, don’t you?”