Chapter 4
Wesley didn’t come home all night, staying with Camilla instead.
The next morning, as I was preparing to leave, Wesley returned, holding a bag of breakfast
and blocking my way at the door.
Nora, I was wrong yesterday. I shouldn’t have yelled at you. I was just worried that something might happen to Camilla, being pregnant and all, and we’d end up responsible.”
I glanced at him coldly.
“Worried about responsibility, so you stayed with her the whole night?”
“It’s not what you think. She had complications and I was worried something might go
wrong. I just stayed to make sure she was okay. Besides, Camilla is your best friend. Even if
you don’t trust me, you should trust her, right?”
He took my hand, trying to appease me, but his gaze suddenly fell on my ID card and
household registration booklet sitting on the bench by the door.
“Nora, why do you have your ID card out?”
I put the documents into my bag casually and replied in an indifferent tone, “My family home is about to be demolished for redevelopment. They’re allocating compensation, so I’m going to register for it.”
“Demolition?” Wesley’s eyes lit up at the word.
“Is the compensation distributed per person? How much does each person get?”
“Of course, it’s per person. But our family is just the three of us, so it’s about ten million per
person. Too bad we haven’t registered our marriage yet, otherwise you could’ve been included,” I sighed, feigning regret.
The mention of ten million made Wesley visibly restless.
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner? If I’d known, we would’ve gotten our marriage certificate already!” he exclaimed excitedly.
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“Didn’t you say getting the certificate on our anniversary would be more meaningful?” said coolly, my tone devoid of emotion.
Wesley quickly grabbed my hand.
“Nora, I just wanted to create a meaningful moment for us, but a marriage certificate can be done anytime. Missing out on the compensation would be such a loss!”
It was clear he was eager to get his name added to my family’s compensation.
I nodded without hesitation. “Fine, pick a date and we’ll get it done.”
Hearing my agreement, Wesley let out a visible sigh of relief, his face lighting up with joy.
“What? You’re divorcing me? We just got married!”
I watched the surveillance footage as Camilla screamed hysterically at Wesley.
“It’s only temporary. Once I get the compensation, I’ll divorce her immediately and marry you, okay?” Wesley coaxed her, trying to calm her down.
“I don’t agree! How do I know you’re not lying to me? And even if you register your marriage with her, divorces don’t happen that quickly. What about me and the baby in the
meantime?”
Clutching her belly, Camilla glared at him angrily.
But the thought of ten million made Wesley’s patience wear thin.
“That’s ten million! Ten million could save us decades of hard work. It would give you and the baby a much better life.”
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Hearing this, Camilla began to waver. Both she and Wesley had grown up in rural poverty, and the sum of ten million was too significant to ignore.
That very day, Wesley and Camilla headed to the marriage registry office together.
As they walked out of the building, I leaned casually against a Ferrari parked by the curb.
Smiling, I called out to them, “What a coincidence, you two.”
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