My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him
Chapter 122: Don’t Blame Me Then!

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: Don’t Blame Me Then!

Chloe Simpson’s furious shout instantly drew everyone’s attention.

Lydia Woods, who was about to slam herself into the wall, stopped immediately.

Since Chloe had already agreed to the divorce, what was the point of smashing her head against the wall?

Emily Sterling froze in place too, completely shocked that Chloe had agreed to the divorce.

"What did you just say? Chloe, say it again!"

Lucas Hughes, on the other hand, erupted in rage in an instant, wanting nothing more than to rush up and slap Chloe hard to the ground.

He hadn’t even brought up divorce yet, but this woman had the audacity to propose it first!

Damn it, she had been entangled with Alexander Johnson day and night for so long.

If anyone was going to bring up divorce, it should absolutely have been him!

Yes, on their wedding night, he was the one who had sent Chloe to Alexander Johnson’s bed.

But if Chloe wasn’t secretly such a shameless flirt, she wouldn’t have crawled under Alexander’s body that night and seduced him for an entire night!

Then, she kept getting entangled with Alexander again and again—she was nothing but a complete slut!

And now, this lowly woman had the nerve to propose divorce?

Ha! If it weren’t for the fact that she still held one last bit of value to him, he would’ve kicked her out long ago!

No, not just kicked her out—forced her to leave the marriage penniless, giving him all the assets!

Furthermore, he would let everyone know about her sleazy affair with Alexander Johnson. His colleagues, classmates, and friends would all stand on his side.

He wanted her reputation in ruins, for everyone to know just what kind of cheap whore she truly was!

"Lucas... I’m sorry..."

In contrast, Chloe, even in this moment, remained oblivious to Lucas Hughes’ truly repugnant nature.

She still wholeheartedly believed that Lucas was unwilling to divorce her.

"No matter what, I won’t agree to the divorce now!"

With that, Lucas left in haste, disregarding even his hysterical mother Lydia Woods.

"Lucas Hughes! Get back here! Lucas..."

Lydia shouted desperately, seeing her son storm off angrily, but it was futile. In the end, she had no choice but to follow after him.

Lucas had left, completely unwilling to agree to the divorce.

Her son was hopeless, but what could she do?

By the time Lydia chased him outside, Lucas had already vanished.

She looked around but couldn’t find any trace of him, so she had no choice but to hail a cab and head back home.

In the living room upstairs, now that Lucas and Lydia were gone, Chloe could no longer hold it together and collapsed onto the sofa.

Emily Sterling couldn’t bear seeing her daughter in such a dazed state, and tears spilled from her eyes uncontrollably.

"Chloe, are you really sure about this divorce?"

She wiped her tears and steadied her emotions before sitting beside Chloe, tenderly holding her hand.

"Mom, now that things have come to this, is there any other option besides divorce?"

Chloe’s expression was vacant, her eyes hollow, and as she spoke, silent tears streamed down her face.

"But your life together was fine before. It all unraveled over that misunderstanding about AIDS, and now it’s come to this. Your blood test results turned out fine—you were confirmed not to have AIDS. This whole situation has just..."

Emily trailed off, unable to continue.

"Mom, isn’t there an old saying? ’Fate is inexorable, and man powerless against it.’ Maybe this is just my destiny. Lucas and I were perhaps destined to meet, but never to be together."

Tears continued to stream steadily from Chloe’s eyes, yet her face remained expressionless, her complexion calm as though nothing affected her.

No, to be more precise, she resembled a hollow shell, an empty vessel void of spirit or soul.

Outside the door, Lucas tightly clenched his fists, standing there seething, wishing he could punch the door down, storm inside, and clutch Chloe by the throat to demand answers.

She’d confirmed that she didn’t have AIDS, so why hadn’t she told him right away?

Or was it that she intended not to tell him, hoping to use this as an excuse for a divorce, so she could finally be with Alexander Johnson?

Ha! Alright then!

Fine!

Lucas seethed with anger, gritting his teeth, the veins on the back of his hands bulging violently, his knuckles snapping noisily as he curled his fists tighter.

When he thought of his earlier plan, a sinister smile spread across his face.

Chloe, you brought all of this on yourself. Don’t blame me now!