“The agreement won’t be valid unless your husband signs it, ma’am.”

The lawyer shot me a dismissive glance as I signed my name.

“I know you’d like to use this as a way to flirt with your husband. After all, you can’t possibly be foolish enough to walk away from billions with nothing.”

I gave him a faint smile, tucked the papers away, and sent a message to my husband’s most trusted secretary, Jolene.

Even now, no one has realized that I had been reborn.

My hand drifted to my still-flat stomach. The warmth and anticipation in my eyes were gone, replaced by cold resolve.

I had to make sure my child and I “die” together, in front of everyone.

In my previous life, everyone envied me for marrying Leo, the head of the Kosa mafia family.

I thought I was the happiest woman in the city.

Anything my gaze lingered on for more than three seconds, he would have someone deliver to me immediately.

It was just because he thought it would make me happy.

In this life, all I wanted was to end my marriage to Leo as quickly as possible!

“As long as my husband signs it, this agreement will take effect immediately, right?”

“No, ma’am, that’s not how it works.”

The family court officer shook his head. My breath hitched, and my nails dug into my palm.

“We’ll need time to update it in the system. Fortunately, there are no assets involved, so it will take at most three days.”

“In three days, both you and your husband will officially be single.”

Three days?!

A bitter feeling rose in my chest.

So, it would only take three days to end the ten-year marriage between Leo and me.

I followed the address Jolene sent and found her savoring a cup of coffee.

Before she could speak, I slid the already completed divorce agreement across the table.

“I want a divorce. Leo is yours. The position of Donna of the Kosa family is yours too.”

“Everything here will be yours from now on. He has to sign this document.”

My finger tapped lightly on the spot where my name was written.

Jolene leaned back in surprise, quickly masking her emotions and pretended to be calm when she spoke,

“Mrs. Kosa, you’ve always been the boss’s favorite. He hates being threatened. He trusts the gun in his hand more than God.”

I looked at her calmly, catching the faint flicker of excitement rising in her eyes.

“I’m not joking. I just want a divorce. And I want it done in one try.”

“You’ve been by Leo’s side for so long. Don’t you want to sit beside him openly and rightfully?”

Jolene’s gaze shifted to the agreement on the table. I knew she could no longer suppress her temptation.

“If you’re choosing to step aside, then I won’t hold back.”

“This is your last chance to change your mind until I finish this cup of coffee.”

I put on a faint smile, picked up her cup, and slowly poured the coffee onto the floor.

“I know exactly what I’m doing. I won’t change my mind.”

Jolene stared at the spilled coffee, hesitated for a moment, then picked up her phone and called Leo.

The call was answered after a single ring.

“Leo, can you come pick me up at Green Hill Café?”

Ten minutes later, his car pulled up outside.

I turned toward the window, catching sight of his striking figure, and clenched the hem of my clothes to hide the ache in my chest.

In my previous life, the man who claimed he was too busy to leave his desk for even a second could come running at Jolene’s call.

Leo stepped out of the car holding a bouquet, removed his sunglasses, and scanned the café with a slight frown.

“I promised you I’d bring you a different bouquet on the third of every month. This month, it’s your favorite. Sunflowers.”

When I watched Jolene smile as she stood beside my husband, holding the flowers, my heart twisted in pain.

His favoritism had never belonged to me alone.

He remembered everything she liked, too.

Jolene tugged lightly at his sleeve and gestured toward where I sat.

Leo slightly frowned. His lips were pressed tight as he strode quickly toward me. I instinctively took half a step back.

His hand hovered in the air before reaching out to grip my arm.

“Anna, why did you leave the house without telling me? You’re pregnant now. You need more care than ever…”

“Thanks for your concern. I know my own condition better than you do.”

I forced down the lump in my throat and pretended to answer coldly.

The distance between us felt like that of a boss and an employee.

Leo heaved a sigh, gently brushing a hand over my head. I stubbornly tilted away.

He put on a bitter smile as he withdrew his hand. His eyes were full of helplessness.

“Anna, I know you’re mad at me. Once these busy days are over, I can stay home and spend time with you…”

I dodged his approach again.

Jolene cleared her throat softly and walked over, slipping an arm around my shoulders with a smile.

“All right, Leo, don’t treat Anna like a child. She must’ve been bored at home, so she came here for a drink.”

“But it’s not safe outside right now. We just spoke with Edward…”

Jolene interrupted him with a quiet cough, slightly shaking her head. Behind him, her hand gestured toward the document in mine.

I caught on immediately, discreetly pinching my thigh. Tears welled up in my eyes at once.

I deliberately put on a hurt expression, sniffling softly.

“Today was my prenatal checkup, but you wouldn’t let me go out. The hospital didn’t want to be held responsible later, so they asked me to bring this document for you to sign…”

Jolene took the file from my hand and smoothly flipped it to the page where Leo needed to sign.

“I’ll send someone to confirm with the hospital. Anna must have been mistreated there.”

“All right, Leo, just leave her to me! Sign this first. I’ve already arranged to meet Andrew. You know he’s the only one who can persuade Edward right now…”

Leo took the pen and signed his name without even glancing at the document. His eyes were fixed firmly on me.

“Anna, it’s too dangerous outside. Go home right away. I still have work to do, but I’ll make sure that you get back safely through the security cameras.”

I bit my lip and nodded, but inside, the cold ache only deepened.

Jolene ushered him out of the café, leaving behind two bodyguards and a bulletproof car.

My fingers traced over Leo’s bold signature. I slipped the ring off my finger and flicked it behind me.

Goodbye, my former love!

No, goodbye forever in this lifetime!

I followed the bodyguards into the car.

However, what Leo did not know was that I was only returning to the home we once shared to pack what belonged to me.

After searching the entire house, what I truly wanted to take was only a few sets of everyday clothes.

There was the photo album filled with memories of Leo, our love journal, and a thick stack of medical reports from when we were trying to conceive.

I threw them all into the fireplace.

The flames roared higher.

My phone chimed. Leo had sent me a photo of me entering the villa, along with a compliment.

[Good girl. I’ll bring you your favorite blueberry cake tonight.]

Smash!

I slammed the phone onto the floor.

He had already forgotten.

I hated blueberry cake the most.

Perhaps he had never bothered to remember anything about me at all.

He could switch cameras and see me standing in the living room now.

He did not care.

That thought completely consumed me, and my chest tightened as my body trembled.

Then the memory of my previous life surfaced again—the helplessness I felt before I died.

Jolene was, in his words, irreplaceable.

In my previous life, I tried desperately to become the kind of “Donna” Leo wanted. Whatever Jolene did, I copied.

I thought Leo would love me more that way and rely on me more.

In the end, my husband and our son both ended up preferring Jolene instead.

I became, in their eyes, an annoying imitation.

“Anna, just be yourself. You don’t need to copy everything Jolene does. You two are different.”

“Mom, can you please stop trying to learn things you can’t do? You’re just making things worse!”

On the day my son officially became the Don of the Kosa family, I cooked his favorite meal to celebrate.

Exhausted from days and nights of handling the family business, I fell asleep on the couch.

The pot boiled dry. A fire broke out in the kitchen.

At that moment, my husband Leo and Jolene were walking into the yard. Their voices were light with laughter.

When part of the house collapsed in flames, they turned and ran without hesitation. They never once looked back at my screams inside the fire.

Besides, my son did not even show up at my funeral.

I wiped the tears from my face. As I looked at the flickering fire in the fireplace, I picked up my suitcase and walked out of the villa without hesitation.

My hand gently rested on my lower abdomen. I still had a chance to change everything.

Three days later, I wore sunglasses and a scarf to the hospital my friend recommended for a prenatal checkup.

“The baby is healthy, but you need to be careful with your emotions. Try not to get too worked up. It could increase the risk of miscarriage…”

Just as the doctor reached for her pen, I stopped her, looking at her pleadingly.

“Dr. Susan, please help me. I’d like you to write that I’m showing signs of a threatened miscarriage.”

“My husband hasn’t come home for a month. I want him to care a little more about me. Normal morning sickness doesn’t move him anymore. Please…”

Dr. Susan bit her lip and looked at me quietly as I cried softly.

After a long silence, she quickly wrote it into my medical record.

“Just this once. I’ve moved your next checkup earlier by a few weeks. You must come on time, or I’ll personally go to your house.”

I nodded quickly and carefully put away the report.

As I stepped out of the examination room, I saw Leo in the hallway, holding Jolene tightly in his arms, gently comforting her.

I pulled my scarf up, trying to avoid their gaze.

However, Dr. Susan rushed out of the room behind me.

“Anna, you forgot your medication!”

Leo suddenly looked up. He pushed Jolene aside and blocked my path. Susan stumbled to the side, barely steadying herself against the wall.

“Anna?! Why are you at the hospital? What happened?”

He grabbed my shoulders tightly and shook me slightly. My prenatal report slipped from my hand.

We both looked down at it at the same time.

Dr. Susan stepped in angrily, pulling me behind her.

“Sir, she’s pregnant. You’re being too rough!”

“I’m Anna’s husband!”

Leo lowered his voice in a furious shout, then looked past her at me, barely holding back his anger.

“Anna, weren’t you supposed to stay home and do checkups with the private doctor? Why did you come to the hospital?”

Dr. Susan looked at me worriedly, and I quietly squeezed her hand in gratitude.

“Then why are you and Jolene here? Are you afraid I’ll find out your secret if I leave the house?”

Leo froze for a moment. He looked at me in disbelief.

Jolene covered her stomach, picked up the prenatal report from the floor, and her face went deathly pale.

“Anna, how could you treat Leo like this?! He’s been waiting for this child for so long…”

Leo looked at Jolene in shock. His hands trembled as he tried to snatch the prenatal report from her to see it for himself.

However, Jolene took a half step back, folded it neatly, and slipped it into her bag. She closed her eyes and shook her head at him.

“Leo, don’t. You can’t afford to lose focus. You still have something important to deal with.

“Trust me. I’ll talk to Anna.”

Leo slowly withdrew his hand, clenching his fist at his side. When he looked back at me, there was pain he was trying hard to suppress.

“Anna, is our baby okay?”

Our eyes met. My lips trembled slightly.

That was the first time I saw his vulnerability, his sadness.

It was all because of me, only for me.

For a split second, I almost wanted to throw myself into his arms, to hold his face in my hands and tell him the truth.

The next second, Leo’s words were like a bucket of ice water pouring over me.

“Anna, you used to be so obedient. Why have you become so rebellious lately? Is it because of your new friend?”

Leo glanced at Susan and slowly stepped closer to me.

“Jolene, are you there? The scan results are out. Let your husband come in first. The doctor has something to tell him…”

The door to the next room opened, and the doctor’s voice echoed down the hallway.

I let out a self-mocking laugh and even clapped for them. Leo frowned and quickly tried to explain.

“Anna, listen to me. Jolene and I…”

“No, Leo! You can’t! You promised me…”

Jolene suddenly screamed. Her voice was hoarse and broken, gripping his arm tightly as she pleaded with him.

Leo seemed conflicted, but when he faced me again, his expression turned cold and controlled.

“Anna, go home first. I’ll explain everything when I’m done with this.

“Don’t overthink things. There’s nothing between me and Jolene. I have my reasons…”

“Overthink? Reasons?”

My anger surged up my throat. I looked at Jolene beside him and gave a bitter smile.

“Leo, just go ahead and be Jolene’s husband then. Don’t keep making the doctor wait.”

Jolene snatched the medication from Dr. Susan’s hand and shoved it into my arms, blocking my view with her body.

“Anna, the car is downstairs. Go home first.”

She pushed hard against my back, then lowered her voice so only I could hear.

“Anna, you need to disappear. Stay away from Leo. He’s mine!”

I shoved her hand away and steadied myself in front of her.

“Then keep your man in check. Stop letting him show up in my face all the time!”

Leo merely shot me a cold glance before walking into the next room to see the doctor.

He went in the name of Jolene’s husband.

Outside the hospital, Leo’s men forcibly shoved me into his bulletproof car.

Back at the villa, the maids kept their heads down, cleaning in silence, all deliberately avoiding me.

As I reached for the master bedroom door, a maid rushed over and blocked me.

She grabbed the handle tightly, refusing to let go.

"Madre, the boss said you need to stay in the guest room for the next two days. There are other arrangements for the master bedroom," the servant informed me.

I heard noises coming from inside the master bedroom. Without causing any trouble, I turned around and headed downstairs.

During my recent absence, Leo never reached out to me. I figured he was giving me space, so he must have been using the guest room for himself.

I did not expect he had not considered me at all.

He did not even bother to inform me, and he had already let Jolene take over my bedroom.

I was the only one who kept giving him chance after chance in my heart.

I was the only one who still cared about the missing things in this house.

Suddenly, chaos erupted outside the villa, followed by gunshots.

The maids screamed and fled through the back door. The front door was kicked open, and several men in black entered.

I turned to escape through the back, but Jolene appeared from upstairs and blocked my way.

She stood on the stairs like a victor, looking down at me.

“I changed my mind, Anna. I need to see you disappear with my own eyes.”

The men in black slowly advanced upstairs. Jolene suddenly grabbed her head and screamed, pointing behind me.

“Leo?! Why are you back?! Don’t come closer. It’s dangerous!”

The moment I turned to look, she shoved me hard from behind. At the same time, she lost her balance and tumbled down the stairs with me.

My back slammed into the doorframe. My vision darkened, and a thin stream of blood slowly spread beneath me.

After a few gunshots, everything went silent.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. Anna, Anna she…”

“You’re already hurt! Stop worrying about her!”

Leo’s voice was hoarse as he comforted Jolene, completely ignoring me as I lay nearby, barely conscious.

He picked her up and stumbled toward the car in the yard.

My vision went black as a hood was pulled over my head.

Just as I reached for the hidden pistol in my boot, the person behind me gently squeezed my shoulder three times.

I calmed myself and allowed them to lift me up, throw me into the back seat, and speed away.

“You’re free now, Anna.”

The hood was removed, and light flooded my vision again.

The driver swerved sharply to avoid Leo's bulletproof car speeding towards us.

As both vehicles drove side by side, I clearly saw Leo in the back seat. His face was tense and furious, and Jolene was lying in his arms with her eyes closed.

He leaned down toward her face.

I turned away, feeling cold, and did not look back. I took off the fake abdomen padding and the empty blood bag, wiping off the fake blood.

Then I tossed them out the window, along with all the pain from before.

Thirty minutes later, the screen in front of my airplane seat began showing my obituary.

As the city outside shrank in the distance, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

From now on, nobody would disturb the peaceful life I planned with my child.

In this life, I vowed never to shed another tear for love.