After catching my wife in bed with another man, I remarried novel Chapter 33

The next morning.

My lawyer Mr. Thompson arrived at the house with the divorce agreement.

I had the housekeeper call Grace down from upstairs.

When she heard I wanted to recover the items she had given to Alex, Grace immediately protested.

"Ethan, we're married; I have a right to those assets as well. Why shouldn't I be able to use them?"

"You can use them for yourself and Ava, but spending them on another man is neither legal nor in line with my wishes."

I crossed my legs, forcing myself to ignore the pain inside, and for the first time in front of her, used foul language.

Before, I refrained from cursing, not because I was pretending, but because I cared and always tried to set a good example for Ava.

But now, seeing things clearly, I just wanted to be unrestrained.

After the divorce, I have no intention of expanding the company further.

I used to work hard to ensure their comfort; now, I just want to make up for myself.

To hell with so-called love—it's all fake.

"Ethan, I didn't expect you to be such a petty man. I gave you the money; it's mine now. What's wrong with me giving some gifts?"

"Miss Grace, according to marriage laws, any joint assets given to others during the marriage must have the consent of the other spouse; otherwise, the other spouse has the right to recover them."

Mr. Thompson couldn't listen any longer and directly interrupted, pushing the divorce agreement towards her.

Grace was infuriated and nodded sharply.

"Fine, I'll sue you. I want half of your assets, and I'll hire a lawyer too."

I sighed deeply and took a stack of photos from my folder, throwing them in front of her.

"You want half of my assets? I also have evidence of your asset transfer during the marriage."

"You... you investigated me?" Grace stared at me, her anger boiling over as she picked up a teacup and threw it at me.

I didn't dodge; I let the teacup shatter above my head, and blood immediately streamed down.

"Boss," Mr. Thompson panicked and tried to press on my wound with his sleeve, but I pushed him away.

I stared at Grace, making her uneasy.

"You... I..."

Alex isn't materialistic?

If he weren't, why would he ask Grace to buy a small villa and a car worth over fifty thousand dollars?

The day I saw him, he was decked out in brand-name goods from head to toe.

Grace and Ava have been sheltered too much by me—no, they're just foolish!

It's good that they're signing now.

The reason I rushed Mr. Thompson to handle the divorce was also to guard against Alex.

After years in business, I've met countless people, and just one look at him told me he was not ordinary. If I didn't push Grace to sign quickly, Alex would waste even more of my energy.

After signing, Grace threw the pen down on the coffee table with force.

"Ethan, I admit you're talented at making money, but don't you think you're a failure in other aspects? Your parents abandoned you when you were young, you have no siblings, and now even your daughter rejects you. Yet you still act so high and mighty. Hmph."

She dropped this stinging remark and triumphantly took Ava upstairs to pack.

I was left staring at her retreating figure, my heart aching with anger.