"Megan, you go back first. I'll talk to you about this later."

Nelson hung up the phone, his brows tightly furrowed, his eyes clearly filled with worry and anxiety. And these emotions were not for her, his wife.

Megan pushed him away coldly.

"Go get your own business. After all, she's more important to you."

But her heart was bleeding.

Nelson wanted to say something else, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He just stopped a taxi, put her in the car, and left in a hurry.

Megan could not help but smile bitterly.

What was the point of persevering in such a marriage with a man who was always thinking about another woman?

When she got home, the servants greeted Megan, but she acted as if she didn't hear anything.

She looked at the black and white bedroom without her involvement and suddenly felt like a clown. And her marriage was like a farce, and it really should be over now.

Megan waited for Nelson all night.

He never called back. Such indifference pierced Megan's heart like a needle.

"Baby, I'm sorry, mommy can't give you a complete home. But don't worry, mommy will love you even more in the future."

Megan was in tears, but she signed the divorce agreement printed out last night.

Every stroke seemed to be on her heart, which was dripping with blood.

Megan signed it, took off the wedding ring that Nelson gave her, and put it on the divorce agreement.

She used to treat this ring like a treasure. In three years, the ring had left a mark between her fingers. Now that it was taken off, the mark was still there, just like her love for Nelson.

Megan felt that she was useless. Afraid that she would soften up again, she resolutely picked up her luggage and left home.

"Madam, Miss Cush is not in good health. Mr. Yankey is with her. Mr. Yankey told us to send you abroad and we shall leave now."

As soon as Megan left the house, she saw Nelson's bodyguards blocking her way. What he said made Megan angry.

"Why should I go abroad? I won't go!"

"I'm sorry, madam. Mr. Yankey said that it's not up to you!"

After the bodyguard finished speaking, he quickly stepped forward, knocked Megan unconscious, and dragged her directly into the car.

She was dragged to an abandoned warehouse and she was stripped of her clothes. A man lay beside her and caressed her. The cameras around him were snapping, and all kinds of embarrassing positions were taken.

"Miss Cush, everything is done."

After the man around them finished filming everything, he called Melissa directly.

Melissa sneered and said, "Very well. I won't believe that Nelson will still want a woman to be his wife if I post these photos online. When you get out, make sure you clean everything up."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, the man poured gasoline directly around the warehouse and set it on fire.

The flames started to flare up, and the air was so hot that it was suffocating.

When Megan woke up from a coma, there was already a sea of fire. The smoke choked her and she couldn't open her mouth. The flames were relentlessly engulfing her.

"Help! Help!"

Megan ignored her nakedness and swung a stick on the door of the warehouse, only to hear the sound of bodyguards outside.

"Madam, I'm sorry. Mr. Yankey ordered all of this. You can go at ease. Mr. Yankey will pick out a good cemetery for you."

Megan suddenly stopped.

Did Nelson want her dead?

Why?

Was it because she was pregnant like Melissa? Because he wanted to marry Melissa so that Melissa's child could be born?

"Nelson, how cruel you are!

You can't even tolerate your own flesh and blood?"

Megan cried out in grief.

"Nelson, I hate you! In this life, I am blind to fall in love with a cold and heartless man like you. If I could live another time, I will let you feel the taste of being killed by the person you love!"

The raging fire swallowed her words. She felt breathless, her eyelids heavy, and she could no longer support herself and fell to the ground, allowing the fire to burn her skin and devour her soul...

Five years later.

Assistant Ted handed the materials to Nelson.

"Mr. Yankey, this is the materials from the American H&J Corporation about the designer. It is said that the designer will arrive in H City today. Should we send someone to pick her up? I heard that this designer is very famous abroad, and the sports car she designed is very expensive. If it weren't for this collaboration with the H&J, they wouldn't have let this designer come to our side to guide us."

"Catherine?"

Nelson's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes, it's designer Catherine."

Ted nodded quickly.

Designer Catherine was a sports car designer who has only come to fame in the past two years. It was said that the first sports car she designed, "Wings of love", won the first prize in the international design competition. Before the sports car went on the market, all the major dignitaries competed for it. But it was said that Catherine only produced two of them, and the price was very high. Still, many people begged to buy it.

Now because of the cooperation with the H&J Corporation, Catherine personally came to H City, and Nelson loved sports cars, so Ted reminded him. If Catherine could stay in the HY Group, then...

Nelson's eyes narrowed again.

He took a look at Catherine's profiles, but when he saw Catherine's real name, he suddenly stopped.