My Husband Died Shortly After He Divorced MeChapter 1​​

As I received Gavin Hogan’s physical examination report, he filed for divorce from me and asked me to leave the house with nothing.

He said, “Rosalyn is the person I love most in this world. I can't let her suffer any injustice. I want to marry her.”

I stared at Gavin’s shameless expression, unable to fathom how someone could be so fickle. Perhaps he had not changed at all; maybe he had just hidden it better before.

Seeing that I was silent, Gavin spoke impatiently, “Leticia, didn't you get together with me because you saw that I had potential? I have raised you for so many years and let you live the life of a wealthy wife. I had given you enough.

“As long as you agree to divorce, I will not let you suffer any loss in the division of property. I will give you half of the money too.”

Hearing that, I could not help but sit up straighter. Seeing Gavin’s impatient expression brought back memories of when we first got together.

At that time, he had just broken up with Rosalyn Hays, his sweetheart.

He turned to pursue me and I originally refused, but Gavin said that he had not liked Rosalyn for a long time. The breakup was something that had been planned for a long time.

At that time, he was affectionate and persistent. 

Gradually, I was moved by him. 

Then, I helped him start a business. 

Whenever he failed, or when no one believed in him, I was the one who encouraged him.

“Gavin, you are a potential stock, you will definitely succeed!” I would say that in the past, or something like, “The failures now are just episodes and the success in the future is inevitable.”

In the end, with my company, Gavin finally succeeded.

Unexpectedly, the first thing he did after he became rich was to be with Rosalyn. He treated me as nothing.

He justified it by saying, “I must make up for my regrets from the past, otherwise what is the point of making money?”

Gavin made me realize how stupid it was to help a man start from scratch.

I told him coldly, “Divorce is fine, as long as you leave the house with nothing.”

Hearing my cold retort, Gavin widened his eyes and looked at me as if I were a madman.

He spoke angrily, “Leticia, why do you want me to leave the house with nothing? I am the one who earns all the money in the house and I have always been the one running the company.”

“Oh, so you don't want to? Then forget it.”