After My Husband Signed the Divorce Papers, I Took Everything Back

I’d had twelve miscarriages during the three years of my marriage to Magnus.

Everyone believed I kept getting pregnant to secure my place as his wealthy but unloved wife.

But only I knew the truth. If I failed to give the Bishop Family a child, my motherinlaw would stop paying for my mother’s cancer treatment and send her back to my father, who had once been imprisoned for domestic violence.

This thirteenth pregnancy was my last chance. If I miscarried again, I would never be able to conceive.

So I was extremely careful with everything, almost obsessively and finally reached eight months.

Unexpectedly, at a banquet, Magnus’s first love offended someone, who demanded a pound of strong liquor before they would forgive her.

Magnus immediately forced me to drink it and apologize for her.

I held my stomach and said with difficulty, “I’m already far along in my pregnancy. If I drink… I might miscarry.”

But Magnus only laughed. “Even if you miscarry, you’ll just try to get pregnant again, right?” Then he impatiently signaled someone to force me to drink.

After drinking a pound of liquor, I was rushed to the hospital that night and spent the whole night in intensive care. The baby was barely saved.

The next morning, I woke up to a photo Cynthia had sent me. On the white sheet was a clear bloodstain. She wrote: [My first time, he was so gentle.]

I stared at the photo for a long time, then turned to my motherinlaw beside the bed. “You said that after I give birth, I can leave with $14 million USD. That promise still stands, right?”

“Take this. Find a way to make Magnus sign it and give it to me. After you give birth, you can leave.”

After Magnus’s mother left, the hospital room became quiet again. I looked down at the thin divorce agreement. It felt like a dull knife slowly cutting into my heart.

Just one more month and I would have the money to take my mom abroad for treatment.

——

Suddenly, the ward door burst open. I barely had time to hide the agreement under my pillow before I was violently pushed onto the bed. A hand gripped my neck, cutting off my breath.

“Jade, is complaining to my mother the only thing you can do?!” Magnus’s voice was low but full of cruelty. “What? You still want me even in the hospital?”

My vision blurred as he choked me. I instinctively grabbed his wrist. He looked messy, his collar crooked, two buttons of his shirt undone and the smell of perfume still lingered on him.

“No… I didn’t complain…” I shook my head, tears running down my face, my voice almost stuck in my throat.

Through my tears, I looked at his face, hoping to find even a trace of the love he once had for me. But in his eyes there was only disgust, anger and hatred, as if he were looking at an enemy.

Magnus clearly believed that I had complained to his mother and forced him to leave Cynthia.

His eyes were bloodshot. Ignoring that we were in a hospital and that I was weak in bed, he treated me with harsh, almost vengeful force.

The night before, Magnus had been drunk and had slept with the woman he loved, but somehow he still felt unsatisfied.

Now, touching my trembling body, the desire that had built up all night finally found a way out. Magnus quickly blamed it all on me.

He believed it was because I was cheap and manipulative, while Cynthia was too innocent to satisfy him.

He wanted to continue. But when he looked down and saw my pale, almost transparent face, he suddenly stopped.

Something lightly touched his heart. “When you get home,” Magnus said as he got out of bed, “go tell Cynthia that my mother forced me to come see you. Understand?”

I stared blankly at the ceiling. “Okay.”

The hospital door closed again and the room became silent once more. I closed my eyes but suddenly remembered the message Cynthia had sent earlier.

[My first time, he was very gentle.]

Gentle… Who in the capital didn’t know that the arrogant young master Magnus had pursued the gentle Cynthia of the Fletcher family for five years?

Yet in the end, the woman Magnus married was me, a poor student with no status. The reason was simple: Cynthia had been in a car accident. Glass pierced her abdomen and she lost the ability to have children.

The Bishop Family refused to accept Magnus marrying her. Magnus was forced into an arranged marriage, but he sabpotaged every blind date and caused many scandals until no wealthy family wanted their daughter to marry him.

In the end, Magnus’s mother made the decision herself. They wanted me, the poor student sponsored by the Bishop Family, to marry Magnus. But I refused.

No one knew that Magnus and I had once been together. Seven years ago, when I was about to attend high school in Genovia, my sponsor, Magnus’s mother, brought me to the Bishop Family home.

At the elite school, I was always isolated as a scholarship student. Only Magnus talked to me.

He helped me when I was locked in the bathroom, fought the boys who harassed me and once bought me clean clothes when I stained my uniform during my period and was mocked.

When Magnus confessed to me, I knew it was a dream that could never last, but I still couldn’t refuse him.

For two years, we dated. We went to school together, ate together, held hands and shared small kisses.

Then, just before the third year, Magnus was kidnapped and seriously injured.

When he woke up, he had lost his memory. He remembered everyone and everything; except me.

Magnus’s mother scolded me, saying I should learn to be grateful. Even though my heart was breaking, I forced myself to bury my feelings and focus on my studies.

The day Magnus fell in love with Cynthia, I moved into the school dormitory and tried to slowly forget him. But I never expected his mother to want me to marry Magnus and have his child.

Even though I had loved Magnus once, that didn’t mean I was willing to become a tool for childbirth. I promised his mother again and again that I would repay the Bishop Family for their support, even if I had to work like a slave.

But she only said, “Jade, your mother has terminal cancer. If we stop paying for her treatment, she won’t live another year. Should I send her back to your father?”

My face instantly turned pale. My father was a violent man and my mother and I had barely escaped him. If she returned there while sick, he would torture her to death.

Magnus’s mother promised that if I gave birth to the child, she would let me go and give me fourteen million dollars to pay for my mother’s treatment.

If sacrificing my womb could save my mother’s life, give us freedom and repay the Bishop Family’s support, then I would do it.

On our wedding night, I wanted to tell Magnus the truth and explain everything. But Magnus only hated me.

Drunk, he pushed me onto the bed, his voice cold as a knife. “You want a child? Fine. I’ll give you one. Let’s see if you can handle it.”

That night was my first time with the man I loved. But it wasn’t romantic like in the books; only painful. Even now, I didn’t know whether my body hurt more that night or my heart.

After we married, Magnus continued to chase Cynthia and rarely came home. Meanwhile, my mother’s illness worsened and to get pregnant quickly, I had to repeatedly throw away my dignity and seduce him.

But all I received was even harsher treatment. I never expected Cynthia to suddenly accept Magnus’s advances while he was still married. Magnus brought her home and let her move into the master bedroom.

He declared that from then on, Cynthia was the mistress of the house. He refused to touch the innocent Cynthia, so he released all his desires on me.

Afterward, he felt guilty. So he allowed Cynthia to treat me however she wanted and never allowed me to resist.

My first miscarriage happened because I refused to catch Cynthia’s vomit with my hands and I was forced to kneel for a whole day and night as punishment. After that, I never dared to disobey again.

But their moods were unpredictable. I kept miscarrying; twelve times in a row. The doctor warned that if I miscarried again, I might lose the ability to conceive forever. So this time I did everything I could and the baby in my womb finally reached eight months safely.

This was my final chance. My feelings for Magnus had long changed from guilt and heartbreak into numbness and despair.

For years, I had been trapped in the memories of those two beautiful years. But now I finally understood. The boy who once protected me outside the bathroom door… was long gone. Just a little longer. Just one more month until the baby was born. Then I’d finally be free.

After three days in the hospital, I returned to the Bishop Family villa. I changed into a servant’s uniform, went to the kitchen to make breakfast and then knocked on Cynthia’s door to wake her.

The more humble and obedient I was, treating Cynthia as if she were Mrs. Bishop, the more I could avoid punishment and harm. While placing the porridge on the table, I instinctively shifted my weight because of a backache.

“You bitch!” Cynthia saw my movement and remembered Magnus being called away from her bed last night. Her eyes filled with hatred.

The next second, she poured the scalding hot porridge directly onto my stomach. I knelt down in terror. My hands clutched my abdomen tightly.

The hot porridge poured over my head, running through my hair, forehead, cheeks and down to my chin. My skin turned bright red from the heat, but I didn’t dare cry out.

I just lowered my head and whispered, “I… I’ll make another one.”

I had long learned to submit. The more I submitted, the less torment I suffered and the safer the child would be. But the more I endured the beatings and scoldings, the uglier Cynthia’s expression became.

Back then, Magnus chased her relentlessly and everyone talked about it. But Cynthia, proud and arrogant, looked down on his bold and roguish nature. She never expected this.

After that car accident, she could no longer conceive. No wealthy family would marry a wife who couldn’t have children.

She struggled for a year but finally accepted reality and agreed to Magnus’s proposal. As long as she held onto Magnus, her mother wouldn’t force her to marry a lowly man.

But the condition was that my child couldn’t be born. She couldn’t accept that my womb was so stubborn.

Cynthia’s eyes darkened completely. She went crazy, grabbing things from the table and throwing them at me.

I knelt on the floor, too afraid to move. I lowered my head and protected my stomach. Upstairs, Magnus stood quietly watching. He didn’t stop her or say anything.

He had always been like this, silently letting Cynthia vent her anger on me. As long as she was happy, he didn’t care who in the family suffered.

These two years of marriage and constant companionship hadn’t stirred his heart at all. He was no longer the Magnus who protected me from bullies when I was sixteen.

My vision slowly blurred and I collapsed on the floor. I didn’t see Magnus instinctively take two steps forward when I fell.

When I woke up again, it was already dark. I vaguely saw someone standing by the bed. In my daze, my heart suddenly ached.

“Magnus.” The name almost slipped from my lips. But the next second, I suddenly came back to reality. The person in front of me was not the boy I remembered.

Magnus seemed to notice the brief affection in my eyes and a rare emotion crossed his face. Then he took a box from his pocket and tossed it onto my bed. “I saw this at an auction. I thought blue suited you, so it’s a gift for you.”

Inside the box was a sapphire necklace. My chest felt like it had been struck. The sixteenyearold Magnus had once braided a light blue bracelet for me.

He clumsily braided it for a long time. Finally, he tied the crooked bracelet around my wrist and smiled shyly.

He said, “Blue suits you well.”

Back then, he said that because he liked me. But now, Magnus only saw me as a nuisance who needed comforting.

He then took out a black card from his wallet and tossed it onto the bed. “Grandpa’s 60th birthday is in two weeks. Go buy a decent dress. Don’t embarrass me. Grandpa might name the baby then, so we can hold the naming ceremony together.”

His gaze fell on my belly and a faint pity flashed in his eyes. In Magnus’s eyes, I had at least protected his child well and loved him wholeheartedly.

Now that I was married to him, in public he would still give me everything a Mrs. Bishop should have. Grandpa Bennett was a very good man.

In the past few years, he was the only one who hadn’t made things difficult for me. If I left in a month, I wouldn’t come back. This birthday celebration might be the last time I saw him.

“Okay,” I agreed softly.

Then I took out the divorce agreement from under my pillow. It was hidden inside the cover of a franchise agreement.

I handed it to him, a little nervous. “I’ve found a milk tea shop I want to franchise. Could you sign this for me?”

Magnus casually took it and signed his name on the last page. “This kind of business is just for fun. Don’t take it too seriously. As Mrs. Bishop, you don’t need to know these things.”

He seemed to be in a good mood after saying that and even looked down to check if there were any problems.

But just then, a soft voice came from outside the door. “Magnus…”

It was Cynthia. “My head feels a little sore.”

“Let me rub it for you.” Magnus immediately put the contract on the table and walked out.

The moment the door closed, I slowly reached out and took the divorce agreement back. My fingers trembled slightly, but my heart was strangely calm.

The current Magnus wanted me to be a dutiful Mrs. Bishop. But when he was sixteen, he smiled and told me, “Jade, you’ll definitely become a very successful career woman.”

I understood that clearly. Those two Magnus were completely different people.

I took a deep breath and forced a smile during a video call with my mother. Even though she had trouble breathing herself, she still felt sorry for my tired face.

She didn’t know about my agreement with my motherinlaw and she didn’t need to know. Anyway, we would reunite in a month and never be separated again.

Before Grandpa Bennett’s sixtieth birthday, Cynthia dragged me to a bar. After I became pregnant, the doctor repeatedly warned me to stay away from such places, but Cynthia smiled gently and said it was just a small gathering and I would leave soon.

I quietly took out my phone and secretly texted my bodyguard, saying that if I hadn’t left in ten minutes, he should come in and find me.

The moment the message was sent, my phone was snatched away. Cynthia stood in front of me, dangling my phone between her fingers, her smile innocent and gentle. “Jade, is your phone that important?”

Several people stood behind her. When the light fell on their faces, my pupils shrank sharply. They were the people who bullied me in high school.

In an instant, something seemed to tear open in my memory. The restroom door at the end of the corridor. The blocked exit. Sharp laughter. Dirty hands.

My breathing became uneven. My feet stepped back without control. Seeing my reaction, Cynthia smiled even wider.

She wore a white dress, like a beautiful yet poisonous flower under the dim bar lights. “I heard you’re close to your high school classmates, so I specially invited them to catch up with you. Aren’t you happy?”

The men behind her slowly surrounded me. The leader stared at my stomach and raised an eyebrow. I would never forget that face!

It was him who cornered me in the restroom years ago, smiling as he grabbed my hand. Later, Magnus arrived and beat him up.

The man looked at my stomach for a moment, then suddenly laughed. “Oh, you’re pregnant? Why didn’t you tell your old classmate?”

A strange laugh echoed in the private room. I was tense and quickly turned, rushing to the door. But the exit was already blocked.

Two men leaned lazily against the door, watching me like a show. Cynthia slowly walked toward me, looking down at me.

“Don’t be shy, we’re all old classmates. We should catch up.” The leader slowly walked closer.

“Don’t come closer, or I’ll call the police!”

I tried to step back, but the wall was behind me. The man sneered and suddenly grabbed my chin. “You think Magnus will protect you? You bitch!”

The next second, a strange pill was forced into my mouth. I struggled hard, but someone grabbed my throat and forced it down. The bitter taste spread across my tongue.

I coughed until tears streamed down my face and my body slowly weakened. I curled into a corner, holding my stomach tightly. My heart was full of despair.

I had never truly escaped. No matter how hard I tried or how far I ran. The nightmare always followed me!

Was someone like me… not worthy of a good life? Even now, I couldn’t stop thinking about Magnus from back then. Why did I ever have such a dream?

If I hadn’t lived through those two years, would I feel less pain now?! Just as my vision slowly blurred, the private room door was kicked open and an angry voice shouted, “You dare touch my people?!”

When Magnus rushed in, he looked like a furious beast. The men remembered what happened before and immediately stepped back.

Magnus ran straight to me and pulled me into his arms. “Who touched you?” His voice was low and dangerous.

The men panicked. “Mr. Bishop, we didn’t do anything! Cynthia called us!”

Magnus frowned deeply. Only then did he notice there was another person in the room.

Cynthia’s eyes instantly turned red. She rushed over and grabbed Magnus’s hand like it was her only hope. Her voice trembled with tears.

“Magnus, he’s Jade’s exboyfriend. Jade secretly came to see him today. I followed her because I was worried something might happen…” She lowered her head before finishing.

The man quickly added, “Yes, yes, we didn’t bully anyone! It’s just old lovers meeting again.”

The words “old lovers” cut into Magnus’s ears like knives. His face darkened immediately. I was dizzy and could only weakly try to push him away. But to him, the scene meant something else.

His face grew colder and he quietly told Cynthia, “Go home first.”

Then he grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the room, pulling me straight to the restroom. The stall door slammed shut, leaving only the two of us in the small space.

Magnus pushed me against the wall, gripping my wrist tightly. “Exboyfriend?”

His voice was low, full of anger. “Jade, how come I never knew you had an exboyfriend?”

My head spun. The drug was slowly working.

“Since you can’t forget your exboyfriend, why did you marry me?” Magnus sneered.

“I always knew it. A woman like you is cheap and greedy. You probably only love money, not people.”

I could barely hear him. I murmured weakly, “I want to go home…”

It was a habit from years ago. Whenever I was in pain, I always said that.

But those words seemed to trigger something in Magnus. His eyes instantly turned red.

“You want to go home with him?” Magnus suddenly lowered his head and bit my neck.

The pain woke me slightly. Before I could react, he kissed me fiercely. Our lips crashed together. The taste of blood filled my mouth.

He kissed me like a madman. When I was almost out of breath, he finally stopped and whispered in my ear. “Look carefully. I’m Magnus. Not your socalled exboyfriend!” He reached for my skirt.

Just then, Cynthia’s tearful voice came from outside the bathroom. “Magnus, I’m scared, where are you…”

Magnus froze. His senses returned immediately. The next second, he let go of me. “Think about what you did here.” Then he walked out.

The door closed and the lock clicked from the outside. By the time I reacted and ran to the door, it was already too late.

I was left alone in the small stall. I stood there for a long time. Then I suddenly laughed. As I laughed, tears ran down my face.

Many years ago, I was trapped in the restroom by those people. Magnus kicked the door open and protected me like a hero. But now, the same man who once saved me had locked me inside again.

For half a month, Magnus didn’t appear before me again. He traveled around the world with Cynthia openly, showing their love to everyone, as if he was hiding from something.

I didn’t care about what he did. Instead, I felt relieved. I asked about my mother’s condition more often. My motherinlaw kept her promise and continued paying the hospital bills, but that was all.

I only prayed that time would pass faster, so I could get the $14 million USD and reunite with my mother. My mother’s illness had lasted too long. If she didn’t have surgery soon, I was afraid I would lose her.

On the day of Grandpa Bennett’s sixtieth birthday, the Bishop mansion was full of guests; almost half of the upper class was there.

As soon as I entered the hall, I felt countless eyes on me. Some curious, some mocking and some just watching the drama. Because the person standing beside Magnus was Cynthia.

Cynthia, wearing a white evening gown, smiled gently, her arm linked with Magnus’s. She looked just like the real Mrs. Bishop.

I quietly walked over and sat in my seat, pretending not to hear the harsh whispers. Soon I wouldn’t be Mrs. Bishop anymore, so their gossip meant nothing to me.

Grandpa Bennett sat at the main seat. When he saw me, he smiled widely. His eyes fell on my pregnant belly, his face full of affection. “Oh dear, the baby is growing so fast. What did the doctor say?”

I replied softly, “About two more weeks.”

The old man nodded happily. “Good, good. I’ve already thought of names. If it’s a boy, we’ll call him Heath Bishop. If it’s a girl, we’ll call her Rebecca Bishop.”

After speaking, he looked at Magnus. “Do you want a boy or a girl?”

Magnus seemed surprised. His gaze lingered on me as if lost in thought. But he quickly looked away, hiding something and said a little awkwardly, “A girl would be better.”

Maybe having a girl would make her more like me, obedient like me. Magnus didn’t even realize that the corners of his mouth had slightly lifted.

In the middle of the banquet, I stood up and left the hall, going to the balcony for fresh air. The night breeze was cool. I leaned on the railing and breathed slowly.

Just as I began to feel better, I heard footsteps behind me. Cynthia slowly walked over and stood beside me, then laughed softly. “Did you see that? The way people looked at me in the hall just now. Everyone thinks I should be Mrs. Bishop. Jade, if you weren’t lucky, that position would never have been yours.”

I frowned. “What are you trying to say?”

Cynthia’s smile slowly disappeared. “I could have let you keep the child. After all, I knew that even if Magnus didn’t come to you, he would have had a child with another woman.”

She paused, her eyes cold as ice. “But blame your luck. I know you and Magnus dated before.”

The air became silent. She stared at me, her voice cold. “I don’t dare take that risk. What if he gets his memory back someday? A child you give birth to and a child from another woman would mean very different things to him.”

My heart sank. I said, “I’ll leave after the baby is born. I won’t disturb you.”

She looked at me like I was ridiculous. “Jade, do you think I would believe that? I don’t like gambling. I prefer solving my problems myself.”

Cynthia suddenly stepped forward and grabbed my hand, a strange smile appearing on her face. Then she suddenly pulled backward.

She fell straight into the pond outside the balcony. “Cynthia, you!” I instinctively reached out to pull her up. But she held tightly to me and dragged me down with her.

We both fell into the water at the same time. The pond water was icy cold and I was instantly submerged. Everything sounded chaotic around me.

I struggled desperately, but sharp pain shot through my stomach. No, I had held on for so long. The baby, the baby couldn’t be hurt…

Suddenly someone jumped into the water. Magnus was swimming toward us. I grabbed toward him like he was my last hope, trying to ask for help.

Just as I was about to reach him, Magnus changed direction and swam toward Cynthia. Looking at his back, I felt neither sad nor surprised.

Finally, a security guard jumped in and pulled me out. When I was laid on the ground, my whole body was shaking. My stomach hurt like it was being stabbed.

“Doctor…” My voice trembled. “Call a doctor for me…”

But before anyone moved, Cynthia suddenly started crying. Soaked all over, she leaned into Magnus’s arms, her voice shaking. “Jade… why did you push me into the water… Do you hate me that much?”

Magnus’s face immediately darkened. After all, he had once been kidnapped because someone pushed him into the water, so he hated such methods.

He walked over and grabbed my neck. His grip was so strong I almost suffocated. “Jade.”

His eyes were full of anger. “Since you like pushing people into the water so much, then go ahead and enjoy it!”

Hearing this, I panicked. A deep fear filled me. I tried to beg like I always did, but nothing could calm Magnus’s anger. “Tie Madam up!”

The bodyguard hesitated, pity showing in his eyes. “Mr. Bishop…”

“Tie her up!” Magnus said impatiently.

Soon, my wrists were twisted behind my back and tightly tied. Then I was dragged to the pond. The icy water splashed onto my face.

“Magnus…” My voice trembled. “I know I was wrong. Please don’t do this. I’m pregnant. After the baby is born, you can punish me however you want…”

Magnus stood in front of me, his eyes cold, as if looking at a sinner. “Push Madam in. Push her a hundred times. Stop when Cynthia says she forgives her.”

As soon as he said that, I was shoved into the pond before I could react. The icy water swallowed me again.

My stomach hurt terribly. I could barely breathe. I had just been dragged out. The next second, I was shoved in again.

Once. Twice. Three times. Water kept pouring into my mouth and nose. The world slowly darkened. The pain in my stomach became stronger and stronger.

I was almost unconscious. It was the first time I felt so close to death. In my blurry mind, a memory appeared. A sixteenyearold boy stopped his bicycle at the school gate. He put a light blue handwoven necklace around my neck.

He laughed freely. “Jade, blue suits you well. I will always protect you.”

Those memories of Magnus shattered piece by piece. Like broken glass, they could never be put back together. The last images in my mind were of my life with my mother in our dim rented room.

Back then, we had just escaped my father’s beatings and finally had a moment of peace. She smiled and served me a bowl of egg noodles. “Jade, we’ll live well. Mom will send you away.”

Mom… I couldn’t die. I had endured so much so we could have a better life. How could I die here?

Twelve miscarriages. Lying on the operating table again and again. Crawling back from the edge of death again and again.

I didn’t want to die here! I had to live. My child had to live too! I wanted that $14 million USD.

I wanted to take Mom away, leave the Bishop Family, leave Magnus and never come back! I was pushed into the water again.

I gritted my teeth. Eightynine times, ninety times… As the icy water swallowed me, I endured the darkness.

The pain in my stomach grew worse each time. Without Magnus’s order, no one dared save me.

Later, Magnus’s mother rushed over. When she saw the blood under my body, her face changed. “Call 911 immediately!”

Magnus was also shocked by the blood beneath me. He wanted to say something, but Cynthia fainted and distracted him. He quickly carried Cynthia away, not seeing the brief look of relief on my face when I was saved.

When I was taken to the hospital, my consciousness was fading. I didn’t know how much time passed. I only remembered the pain. Endless pain. It felt like my body was being torn apart.

When I woke up, I heard the faint cry of a baby. The baby was premature. Very small, like a kitten. The nurse brought the baby to me. I glanced at it once, then closed my eyes.

Magnus’s mother, however, was overjoyed, almost crying. “It’s a boy… it’s a boy!” Her voice trembled as she carefully held the tiny baby and walked around the ward.

This child was someone everyone had waited for for a long time. She looked down at the baby in her arms, her eyes turning red. “Look, he looks just like Magnus when he was little…”

She suddenly stopped, as if remembering something. Slowly, she looked at me on the hospital bed.

She looked at me gently. “I know you’ve always liked him. Now that the baby is born and your status is settled… maybe you could think about it again. Perhaps you don’t have to…”

“Auntie,” my voice was very soft. “Is the divorce finished?”

She paused, then sighed quietly. She took a check from her bag and placed it on the bedside table. “The divorce… was finalized a few days ago.”

I slowly opened my eyes. My gaze fell on the check. $14 million USD. The number lay there quietly, like the end of a long nightmare. I reached out and took it. The entire time, I never looked at the child.

Six hours later, I returned to the villa and packed my luggage. There were still many things in the closet.

A thick photo album from my relationship with Magnus. A diary I had written for three years. And the sapphire necklace and blue bracelet Magnus had given me recently.

I stood there looking at them for a long time. In the end, I took nothing. I laughed bitterly. Was this revenge? Maybe. But to Magnus, it probably meant nothing.

I pushed away the messy thoughts in my mind and dragged my luggage away. As the plane took off, the city lights slowly faded. My mother was receiving treatment in Latveria. I would settle there, live with her and never come back.

The kindness the Bishop Family showed me and the kindness Magnus once showed me… I had repaid it all. From today on, I was simply the free Jade.