Chapter 3

I comforted Chloe, and we continued buying our supplies.

When we returned to the Hayes mansion, laden with bags, Maria, the housekeeper, curiously asked what we were doing.

I brushed her off, saying we were going on a trip.

My legal team had already discreetly prepared our divorce agreements. Both Chloe and I wanted a clean break.

As for half of the marital assets, we couldn't care less; we just wanted it over with quickly.

Married cleanly, leaving cleanly.

Not taking a single thing that made me sick to my stomach.

After exchanging a glance, we each called our families, simply explaining the state of our marriages.

Chloe and I got along so well, partly because our family backgrounds were similar, and partly because we were both the youngest daughters in our families, showered with immense love.

My family had an older brother in addition to me.

My brother, Dylan, listened to my reasons for wanting out and exploded with anger.

"Liam Hayes, that rotten bastard! Next time I see him, I'll break his legs. Good for you for divorcing! I support you wholeheartedly."

After hanging up, I signed the divorce papers and left them on the bedroom table.

Then, Chloe and I got busy.

I packed up all my personal belongings that I could take. Anything I couldn't pack, I arranged for my family's driver to pick up.

By the time the Hayes housekeeper realized something was amiss, Chloe and I were already walking out the door with our suitcases.

Just before boarding our flight to France, my brother called again.

"I've got a surprise for you, sis! I guarantee you'll be thrilled!"

Hearing his mysterious tone, I was incredibly curious.

Later, I found out that Dylan had arranged a team of handsome bodyguards for Chloe and me, and they were all incredibly well-built.

Hmm, I was indeed very satisfied!

Men like to play with a constant parade of women, right? Well, I can have hot guys travel with me…