I interrupted her, letting out a cold laugh.

　　"Since Thomas is so great, why don't you just go with him? Besides, Byron said he doesn't want me as a dad and wants Thomas to be his dad instead."

　　Without waiting for a response, I grabbed my car keys and walked out the door.

　　Sophie didn't try to stop me. Instead, she shouted after me.

　　"Fine, if you leave, don't ever come back!!"

　　Downstairs, I took a deep breath of air.

　　The cold wind chilled my face, dissipating some of the anger in my heart.

　　I sighed, feeling glad to be alive, and resolved not to let them off this time.

　　I didn't go back that night. Instead, I drove to a nearby hotel and booked a room.

　　All night, Sophie didn't call me once.

　　Staring at my phone screen, I mocked myself inwardly.

　　Whenever we had conflicts in the past, I always accommodated her, trying to please Sophie.

　　I would consider everything from her perspective, but she never regarded me as important.

　　Because I was always the one who compromised first. But this time, I didn't want to compromise.

　　I wanted a divorce.

　　However, before that, I needed to get evidence of her affair with Thomas.

　　On my way back, I detoured to buy a mini surveillance camera to install at home.

　　Driving back, as soon as I opened the door, I heard laughter from inside.

　　Sophie and the child were having breakfast, the mess from last night still there.

　　She hadn't cleaned up at all, waiting for me to return.

　　Seeing me enter, Sophie's face showed a smug expression, as if she had me under control.

　　"Oh, who do we have here? Weren't you so bold, not coming home all night? What are you doing back now? Hurry up and clean up the mess on the floor!!"

　　Her tone was bossy and condescending.

　　Byron, seeing me, didn't greet me but glared and continued eating his breakfast.

　　There were only two servings on the table, none for me.

　　I said nothing, turned around, and went to the bedroom.

　　Then I took out a suitcase and packed a few sets of clothes.

　　When I came out with the suitcase, Sophie glared at me and demanded.

　　"Marlon, what do you think you're doing?! Do you want to be shameless?!"

　　Not wanting to confront her without the evidence, I explained.

　　"There's an issue at the company. I need to go on a business trip for a while. Take care of the child during this time."

　　As soon as Byron heard this, his eyes lit up, and he jumped up, cheering.

　　"Great! The idiot wont be home. Mom, I want to invite Uncle Thomas over to play with me!!"

　　Right after he said that, a trace of happiness flashed across Sophie's face, though she tried to hide it, feigning a gentle rebuke to the child.

　　Claiming to go on a business trip, I returned to the hotel.

　　As soon as I arrived, I took out my phone, and the scene was displayed in full view.

　　No sooner had I left than Sophie called Thomas over.

　　Thomas was there, hugging my wife and child, laughing with satisfaction.

　　I smirked coldly, thinking to myself.

　　"Laugh while you can, for your happy days are numbered."

　　On the screen, after Thomas and Sophie put the child to sleep, they got intimate in our former marital bedroom.

　　They embraced and kissed passionately, eventually falling onto the bed together.

　　The camera captured every moment in real-time.

　　I suddenly felt a malicious impulse and decided to call my good buddy.

　　On the screen, Thomas, who was lying on top of Sophie, initially looked very impatient and grumbled as he picked up the phone.

　　When he saw my number, he even showed the phone to Sophie.

　　Sophie answered the call, her voice slightly breathless.

　　"Hello, Marlon, why are you calling me all of a sudden?!"

　　Looking at the two of them on the screen, I smirked and asked.

　　"What are you up to? You sound pretty tired."

　　Thomas gave a lewd laugh.

　　"You know how it is, I'm having some intimate time with my girlfriend, and you've ruined the mood."

　　"Stop joking. What about the Lune Bay project? Are you going to take it on?" I asked.

　　Thomas's tone became immediately excited and somewhat incredulous.

　　"Are you offering that project to me?!"

　　Thomas and I were college roommates and joined the same company after graduation.

　　However, his abilities were limited, and I always outperformed him.

　　In my previous life, the Lune Bay project was specially assigned to me by the company. Unfortunately, an accident happened, and our partner suddenly backed out, causing significant losses to the company.

　　My boss was furious and fired me, and at that time, Sophie also had a big argument with me.

　　Thomas had been begging me to let him join, but I refused because he lacked capability and had big ambitions.

　　He often tried to sabotage me behind my back and even intruded into my personal life.

　　Since he wanted it so badly, I decided to grant his wish.

　　"Yeah, I have high hopes for you."

　　During the days I was away, I had been researching future developments in the hotel.

　　Over the years, I had accumulated some savings and planned to use them to start a business.

　　I had long considered starting my own business, but every time I brought it up with Sophie.

　　She always rejected the idea, dismissing it as fanciful thinking and pouring cold water on my plans.

　　That day, I stretched after getting up.

　　Thomas had been staying at my home for the past few days, sharing the bed with Sophie.

　　The thought of sleeping on the same sheets that they had used made me feel disgusted.

　　Now that I had evidence of their affair, it was time to put an end to this.

　　I froze Sophie's credit card spending.

　　Since she became a full-time housewife, I worked hard to earn extra money so that she wouldn't have to suffer.

　　I gave her a credit card with a high limit each month.

　　Sophie came from a modest background, and after marrying me, she began to spend extravagantly.

　　She used to hesitate over a few hundred-dollar clothes, but now she bought hundreds of dollars' worth of bags without a second thought.

　　After all, it was my money she was spending.

　　Now, I froze her card, and she wouldn't be able to take a single cent from me.

　　As expected.

　　Sophie called me soon after.

　　The moment I answered, a torrent of curses came from the other end.

　　"Marlon! You froze my card! What do you mean by this?! Unlock it right now!"

　　I calmly replied, "Sophie, let's get a divorce."

　　There was a three-second silence on the other end, followed by a furious outburst.

　　"I don't agree! Why should I divorce you?! Even if we are getting a divorce, fine, but you need to give me two million dollars first! Otherwise, no deal!"

　　I replied calmly.

　　"I don't have two million dollars, but I will sue you for emotional distress. I know all about your dirty business with Thomas, so be prepared. Also, you have three days to move out of my house."

　　After finishing the call, I hung up.

　　If Sophie tried to call back, I would simply blacklist her number.

　　Back at the company, as soon as I stepped through the door, Thomas stormed over with his fists ready to hit me.

　　Fortunately, others quickly restrained him.

　　Thomas, with his eyes bloodshot and gnashing his teeth, glared at me with rage.

　　"Damn you, Marlon! How dare you sabotage me! That project is a huge pitfall. I wondered why you suddenly decided to be so generous and hand it over to me!"

　　I raised an eyebrow.

　　"You were the one who begged me for it. If you can't handle it, don't blame the situation."

　　Thomas grew even angrier and lifted his leg to kick me.

　　His temper was explosive, and he spoke without thinking.

　　"Haha, so what if I did?! You still lost to me. You don't even know this, but your wife has been sleeping with me for who knows how many times, and even your son isn't really yours—he's mine! You've been raising my son for over ten years without knowing it, hahaha!! You're a complete and utter failure!!"