After catching my wife in bed with another man, I remarried novel Chapter 37

Happy times are always fleeting.

The day I returned home, Ava was waiting for me outside the company building.

I looked up at the twelve-story office and thought, do I have to relocate the company as well?

"Dad, why did you sell all the houses? Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

Ava had lost weight, and her skin was darker. She was still wearing the Chanel I bought her, but it looked worn and dirty.

"Is there something you need?" I asked, my tone cold.

My indifference caught her off guard, and for a moment, she hesitated, but then her eyes filled with tears.

"Dad, please don't be angry with Mom and me. We know we were wrong. That Alex is just a con artist. He tricked both Mom and me..."

I raised my hand to stop her mid-sentence. "What you and your mom do is none of my concern. If you were deceived by Alex, you can report it to the police. There's nothing I can do for you."

"Dad, I'm your daughter! You used to love Mom the most. How can you just turn your back on us like this?"

Ava threw herself at me, crying harder.

Now she remembers I'm her father. Remembers that I once loved her mother.

But their words from a month ago still echoed in my ears—one called me disgusting, and the other said she despised me.

I firmly pried Ava's hands off me, holding her shoulders to keep her from clinging to me again.

"Ava, I've fulfilled my legal obligations by providing child support."

"But, Dad, what can we do with just $500 a month? Mom's had to start dancing in clubs to make ends meet. Don't you feel even a little bit sorry for us?"

Why should I feel sorry for them when no one feels sorry for me?

$5000 is more than enough. She doesn't realize that many families don't even earn $5000 a month. If they stopped buying luxury items and lived like ordinary people, $5000 would be more than sufficient.

"Yes. And from now on, don't come looking for me."

I pushed her away, my face a mask of cold indifference.

The bond between men isn't something you talk about; it's something you just know.

A few days later, I got word.

Alex had been jumped, beaten badly, and was hospitalized.

Grace came to me, asking to borrow money to pay his medical bills. I didn't even see her. I just had my assistant send her a message: "Get lost."

Grace called me heartless, only to have a subordinate of mine, who'd taken a liking to me, throw a drink in her face. Grace had never been humiliated like that before.

Heartless? Everyone at the company knows how well I treated her in the past. And now, after cheating on me, she has the audacity to ask for money? The nerve!

With my subordinate leading the charge, others in the office started to mock Grace, making snide comments.

Grace had never experienced such humiliation.

She never came back to the company after that.