After Rebirth, I Replaced My Ex-Husband's True Love Chapter 6: Don’t Want to Get Involved

Chloe finally recognized . Her face turned red and then white, with a strong hostility in her eyes, but she didn’t dare to provoke first.

I pulled my mom down to sit and started complaining, "I didn’t even want to co today; it’s Henry who wanted to accompany him. It’s so boring."

"You child, this is a serious occasion, what’s boring about it?" My mom held my little hand, scolding yet with a pampering tone.

I glanced sideways at Chloe and continued chatting as if nothing happened, "It really is boring. By the way, Mom, I asked Lane to hire a few housekeepers. I suddenly want to gain weight. Henry said I was too thin and needed to eat more and sleep more."

Chloe bit her vibrant lips, seeming to endure it with difficulty.

"You should have hired them long ago; you two live in such a big place. How can you manage it alone?" My mom agreed with my decision.

"Wasn’t I trying to enjoy so couple ti with him? Now, I’ve had enough." I spoke vaguely, after all, Chloe was just a passerby in Henry’s life, inconsequential, not like an important role such as Azure Vaughn, so I didn’t need to weigh it.

Chloe suddenly stood up and walked away in a hurry.

Lucy Cheney followed closely, probably feeling embarrassed too.

At the end of the party, I didn’t want to go back with Henry, I wanted to go back to my parents’ house and spend a few days with them.

"Okay, then I’ll go first." Henry never cares where I am, as long as I don’t embarrass him.

My dad was still chatting and laughing with friends, not caring that the party was over. My mom handed the car keys, telling to wait in the parking lot, while she tried to curb my dad’s urge to chat further.

I took the car keys to the underground parking lot, found my dad’s car, and was about to get in when I saw Henry pulling and tugging with Chloe.

Chloe grabbed the corner of Henry’s clothes aggrievedly, "You treated so well, was there no sincerity at all? I can’t believe it!"

"Believe what you will, but don’t bother anymore." Henry flung her hand away.

That’s how he is, turning his back once he’s tired of playing.

A house was enough to make Chloe think she was his true love?

Henry’s peripheral vision caught . His impatient and disgusted eyes landed on , as if I were the woman entangled with him.

I promptly got into the car and locked the doors. If I didn’t have to wait for my parents, I would have sped away imdiately.

Seeing avoiding him, Henry, for whatever reason, walked directly toward my dad’s car and knocked on the window. I could lip-read him saying, "Co out!"

I frowned, shook my head, and mouthed back, "No."

Then my phone rang. It was Henry calling, "Zoe Hathaway, co out!"

"I don’t want to get involved in your affair with her." I matched Henry’s angry eyes across the car window and replied.

I figured it out, if I can’t get a divorce from Henry before he ets Azure Vaughn, then I’ll just endure it a bit longer, until he initiates the divorce, then I’ll agree imdiately, and still get a portion of The Preston Group’s shares without a loss.

In my past life, Henry only proposed a divorce after chasing Azure Vaughn for a year, and then he confessed everything to the family.

I refused and entangled with him in a near-year-long fight, ended up losing.

In this rebirth, dreaming of revenge is a vain obsession. The past life feels more like a dream, and this life is the reality where the tragedy hasn’t happened; I don’t plan to turn into a lunatic in reality over a nightmare.

"Co out!" Henry was very angry, probably never seen refuse him like this.

Chloe, with tear-streaked cheeks, walked over again, gripping the corner of Henry’s clothes, refusing to let go.

How can a minor celebrity be so clingy in front of Henry? I felt like I was looking at another version of myself, not really in a position to mock others.

Henry glared at fiercely, then grabbed Chloe’s hand and took her to his car. Watching him drive away in a rush, I breathed a sigh of relief.

By the ti my parents ca back to the car, I was almost asleep.

"You talk so much, Zoe’s been waiting till she’s tired!" My mom scolded my dad.

"Oh, it’s just that there’s a bit of an issue with the project in the south; we need approval, and we must discuss it properly." My dad explained while fastening his seatbelt.

I was dozing off in the backseat.

I used to dream about chasing Henry, but now I dream of the past life, as if God’s afraid I’d forget the miseries I went through, often reminding in my dreams.

"Mom, I want sticky rice chicken." Seeing I was sitting in the back, my mom sat back there with . I imdiately hooked her arm and leaned against her.

This is the scent of mother, reassuring and warm.

In my past life, before I died, my parents cried by my bedside, turning gray overnight from the grief.

"This late and you want sticky rice chicken?" My mom playfully patted my hand, "What’s going on today, fought with Henry didn’t you? You hardly co ho every ten or fifteen days."

"Wasn’t it just that I was blinded by love!" I grinned, "From now on, I want to be a considerate little cotton-padded jacket."

Everyone around knew about my one-sided love for Henry, so my mom was pretty surprised to hear my two sentences, and my dad almost turned the steering wheel the wrong way.

My dad asked, "You don’t like Henry anymore?"

I do, but it doesn’t stop from letting go.

I ultimately cannot hold onto this man; he doesn’t belong to ; he belongs to Azure Vaughn, that young and beautiful girl.

"Dad, I’ve been married to him for five years, what love or not love between an old married couple? I just think I should do sothing else, instead of revolving around him only." I replied readily.

"Makes sense, look at that Henry, rumors flying everywhere, I’ve been disliking it for a long ti!" My dad suddenly gained so courage, expressing obvious dissatisfaction when talking about Henry.

My dad refrained from speaking up earlier because of my deep affection for Henry, fearing if he said anything, it would backfire.

I echoed, "Exactly, scumbag!"

As I started it, my parents unleashed their pent-up grievances about Henry, and I realized how much they had endured for .

Bitterly and with guilt, I couldn’t lift my head.

By the ti we got ho, it was already late night. I washed and went to sleep. I don’t know how long I slept before my mom knocked on my door, and I drowsily asked, "What is it, mom?"

"Didn’t you want sticky rice chicken? I made a little for you. Would you like to get up and eat a bit?" My mom asked .

I instantly woke up, sat in bed stunned for a few seconds, feeling my eyes warm, tears unexpectedly welled up.

Since my rebirth, I haven’t cried, even when dreaming of the painful scenes from my past life, I just woke up feeling miserable, having beco numb to the pain, no longer finding it so hard to accept.

But with my mom making sticky rice chicken for in the middle of the night, I couldn’t help but want to cry.