Chapter 1

After Jennifer Jefferson was reborn, she found herself back at the age of 27. She had a son and a daughter, and was married to the richest man in the world, Leonard Faron. He topped the "Number One Man Women Most Want to Marry" list in a well-known magazine, and was someone even foreign royalty wanted to marry. Everyone said she was incredibly lucky, but the first thing she did after her rebirth was to take a divorce agreement to meet his first love. She slid the papers across the table to Samantha Miller and said calmly, "I want a divorce. You can have Leonard and the kids." Samantha stared at Jennifer with a stunned expression. She couldn't believe the woman who had held the title of Leonard's wife for six years was now willingly giving it up. Jennifer merely added blandly, "Since they all prefer you, I'll step aside. Just get Leonard to sign it. I'll leave once the cooling-off period is over." This time, she would not repeat the same mistakes. She would not be the invisible Mrs. Faron. Samantha absentmindedly toyed with the rim of her cup with a frown. "Jennifer, what kind of game are you playing?" Jennifer replied calmly, "I'm not playing games. I'm just done." Samantha asked, "Do you know how many women out there would kill to be in your place?" Jennifer met Samantha's gaze and said, "I do. That's why I'm giving it to you." For the first time, a crack appeared in Samantha's expression. She stared at the agreement for a long time before finally picking it up. "Fine. Since you're being so generous, I won't hold back. But remember, I never return what's already given to me." Jennifer smiled. "Don't worry. I won't regret this." After all, in her previous life, she had already tasted what it meant to live in loneliness. Samantha stood up and moved to another table in the cafe, pulling out her phone and tapping on the screen a few times. When the call connected, she said softly, "Leonard, I'm at the Blue Mountain Cafe. Can you come pick me up?" Jennifer sat quietly nearby, and the corners of her lips lifted in a bitter smile. Back then, whenever she called Leonard, nine times out of ten it would be his assistant, Victor Carlson, who answered. But now, not even 20 minutes later, the man who was always "in a meeting" walked through the cafe doors. Their six-year-old son, Yannick Faron, and their four-year-old daughter, Yvonne Faron, immediately ran toward Samantha, hugging and kissing her. "Aunt Sam!" Yvonne called out sweetly, nuzzling into her embrace. Leonard placed a cake box on the table and pushed it toward Samantha. "Your favourite cake. I asked the chef to use less sugar." Samantha's eyes lit up. "You still remember." In the corner, Jennifer clenched her fists so tightly her nails dug into her palms. In six years of marriage, Leonard never bothered to learn her favorite flavors. Once, when she was hospitalized and craved strawberry cake, he had Victor pick up one at random. It turned out to be mango flavored, which she was allergic to. "What do you want for dinner?" Leonard asked. Before answering, Samantha pulled out the divorce agreement from her purse. "Before that, I'd like you to look over this document." She flipped over to the signature page. "I have my eye on a villa, but I'm short on liquid cash. Can you…" Leonard took the pen and signed without even glancing at the contents. "There's no need to be so formal between us." Yannick looked up and asked, "Is Aunt Sam getting a new house? Daddy, can you get one next to hers? Von and I want to move in with Aunt Sam. We don't want to stay with Mom anymore." Leonard frowned slightly, but he relented at the hopeful expressions of the two children. "Alright, I'll buy one." Samantha said in a hurry, "There's no need to trouble yourself. I'll just set aside three rooms at my place. One, for each of you. Then, you can stay with me whenever you want." The kids cheered excitedly, and Leonard even kissed Samantha on the cheek. "Aunt Sam is the best! She's a thousand times better than Mom!" Jennifer felt like her heart was being crushed by an invisible hand. The pain was so suffocating that she could barely breathe. She saw the slight upward curve of Leonard's lips. It was a look that he had never shown her before. Unable to bring herself to watch any longer, she grabbed her bag and left. As she stepped outside, memories from her past life came flooding back. In her previous life, her marriage to Leonard had been a business decision. They had a son and a daughter, and even at the age of 62, she remained unhappy. That was because Leonard's heart had always belonged to his first love, Samantha. After their breakup, Samantha went abroad, and Leonard drank himself into a stupor for a few days. But his pride kept him from chasing after her to win her back. Instead, she agreed to a marriage alliance his family proposed. Leonard was someone she had dreamed of marrying when she was a teenager. His status put him firmly at the top of society. Every young lady in the city dreamed of marrying the heir of the Faron family. So when she learned of their engagement, she was ecstatic. But even though she gave it her all in the marriage, she was only greeted with Leonard's cold and indifferent attitude. Then Samantha came back. He never mentioned divorce, but his attention was always focused on Samantha. Worse was the fact that the children also grew closer to Samantha and started distancing themselves from her. In her old age, Jennifer was diagnosed with Alzheimer's. Under the guise of giving her space to "rest", Leonard abandoned her in their old home. On her birthday, she shakily dialed her husband and children's numbers, only to find out they were vacationing with Samantha overseas. She tried to cook herself a simple birthday meal, but in her confused state, she forgot to turn off the stove. As the fire engulfed her, her last memory was Leonard's cold gaze as he placed the wedding ring on her finger. She closed her eyes in agony. At that moment, all she could think of was that, if there were a next life, she would never give herself to him again. It was already late in the night when Jennifer returned to the villa. But instead of resting, she started packing up. She tossed Leonard's suits, the children's toys, family photos, and the like all into boxes. "What are you doing?" Leonard suddenly spoke out from behind her. Jennifer turned around to see Leonard standing at the door with the kids. He had a frown on his face. "Why is Mom throwing our stuff away?" Yvonne ran over, and she was furious when she saw her stuffed bear in the box. Yannick glared at her angrily. "We just went to have some fun with Aunt Sam. Do you have to be so mad?" As always, Leonard looked at her coldly. "The kids like being with Samantha. Do you really need to make a fuss over something so trivial?" "I'm not angry," Jennifer said calmly. Yvonne shrieked, "Liar! You're just jealous of Aunt Sam! That's why you threw away my teddy bear! You're a bad Mom!" Yannick pulled his sister close and said, "I'm going to move in with Aunt Sam when I grow up. We'll never come back to see you!" Leonard didn't stop them from shouting. He merely frowned slightly and looked at Jennifer as if she were a stranger making a scene. "That's enough," he said. He adjusted his cufflinks coldly and continued, "I've got a board meeting. Throw out whatever you want, just don't make a mess." The door clicked shut behind him, and finally, Jennifer's tears began to fall. Her heart felt like it had been torn to shreds. She wiped her face, looked at the wreckage around her, and suddenly laughed. There was nothing to worry about; she wouldn't disturb him. Not for the rest of her life.