Chapter 2

Perhaps Tommy's disappointment was too obvious, as James' expression softened a bit.

"Alright Tommy, how could Dad really punish you?"

"I had a business dinner today and brought back some leftovers. Take them to your room to eat."

He pulled out a bag of cold leftovers from his briefcase.

It was fish - Tommy's least favorite.

Watching Tommy's face fall further,

I snatched the leftovers and threw them in the trash.

"That's enough, James. We can cook our own food. We don't need your charity."

James' brow furrowed deeply at this, "Olivia, what's gotten into you today? What did I do wrong?"

"This was specially brought back for you. Even one fish costs hundreds!"

"So you're saying I misjudged you?" I laughed coldly, "Then do you remember Tommy is allergic to seafood?!"

"For seven whole years, you haven't contributed a cent to this family. Every time I ask, it's always about business dinners. Which one has ever been successful?"

Tommy's lip quivered, tears falling like broken pearls.

But James didn't even glance at him.

He turned to leave, his tone disdainful,

"I knew you were this kind of gold-digger. Using Tommy's seafood allergy as an excuse! Eat it or not, I don't care!"

Even at this point, he still thought I was complaining about him not giving us money.

I was so angry my chest hurt sharply. I had to sit on the couch for a long while to recover.

Tommy wiped away my tears, "Mom, don't be sad. Dad's just upset right now."

Even though he hadn't calmed down himself, he was still trying to defend James for the sake of our family.

Such a sensible child, I really couldn't bear to let him suffer in silence anymore.

So I ruffled his hair, forcing a smile, "Mom understands. I'll go make something tasty for Tommy now, okay?"

Tommy sighed in relief, nodding vigorously.

After dinner was ready, he took my phone to send James a voice message.

"Dad, Mom made noodles with meat sauce. Do you want to come back to eat?"

After sending it, Tommy nervously clutched the phone waiting for James to reply.

But by the time we finished eating, James had only coldly responded that he was busy.

I sighed, telling Tommy to go back to his room.

Just as I was about to talk to James, I received a friend request.

It was from Sophia.

After accepting, she immediately sent over several videos.

So James was busy feeding her dog, that's why he couldn't reply to our son.

The James in the video was gentle and patient, a stark contrast to how he treated us earlier.

"Olivia, even if you snatched James back then, so what? His heart still only belongs to me now."

"You'll never be able to compete with me, nor are you worthy to."

Yes, after James and Sophia broke up years ago, he fell into severe depression.

He even tried to jump into a river to end his life at one point.

I had secretly loved him for a long time, and happened to pass by and save him without hesitation.

When he woke up, James confessed to me, saying he wanted to marry me.

At the time, I wasn't sure if he still had feelings for someone else, so I initially refused.

"Don't worry, after this brush with death I understand now. I just want to choose someone who loves me."

It was James who promised over and over, which is why I agreed to be with him.

Later we got married and have been together for seven whole years.

I don't know when he reconnected with Sophia.

I didn't reply to Sophia, but silently called my lawyer friend.

"Help me draft a divorce agreement."