Being Pursued By Ex-husband
Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“Hey, my dear sister-in-law, what are you doing? Are you trying to run away from home?”

Right as Sophia Yarrow brought her luggage and went downstairs, Thalia Xenos' sarcastic voicetraveled into her ears.

However, Sophia ignored her words. She only glanced at the other woman briefly before continuing herway down the stairs.

Coincidentally, she encountered Alexander Xenos' mother, Kristen Lambe, on the first floor. The richwoman, who always looked down on her, stared at her and questioned, “Where are you going with thesuitcase so early in the morning?”

Sophia had been her daughter-in-law for three years. Instantly, she knew that this was a sign thatKristen was about to put her in a difficult spot.

Under normal circumstances, she would definitely apologize carefully and coax the older woman.However, that day was unlike the other days. Sophia did not even want Alexander anymore, so shesurely wouldn't bother being careful around the ill-tempered elderly lady.

“Anywhere is better than this place. Don't worry, Mrs. Xenos. I won't come to the Xenos residence everagain.”

Sophia shed her usual respectful and gentle behavior. Although her words sounded mild, there was notrace of flattery in her eyes like before. The coldness of her demeanor made her seem different.

Kristen was not used to having her daughter-in-law, who was usually submissive around her, talk back

to her in that way. Thus, her expression instantly darkened. “Sophia Yarrow, is this the way you shouldtreat your elders?”

“I'll treat you the same way you treat me.”

The arrogance and iciness in Sophia's pretty eyes made anger boil inside Kristen. “Sophia, am I stillyour mother-in-law?”

Hearing that, Sophia glanced at Kristen before curling her lips. “Sorry, but soon, you won't beanymore.”

Right as she said that, car honks sounded outside the mansion.

Sophia raised a brow and said, “I'm leaving now, Mrs. Xenos. The things I've left in the room are thingsI no longer want. You can do whatever you like with them—whether you want to throw them or burnthem. There's just one thing I want to ask from you. Don't contact me again.”

As she spoke, she leisurely strolled outside with her suitcase. Then, she added, “You Xenoses areplain disgusting.”

Before Kristen could even digest Sophia's words about her no longer being the latter's mother-in-law,the comment about the Xenoses made her even more livid. “Sophia Yarrow, have you gone mad?Believe it or not, I'll tell Alex that you-”

“Mom, have you seen Sophia? She's such a joke. I can't believe she's actually dragging a suitcaseearly in the morning. Hahaha! She can't have possibly walked past me in hopes that I'll ask her to stay,right?”

When Thelie ceme out of the mension end sew Kristen frozen in her spot, she reeched out to pull theletter's sleeve. “Mom, whet's the metter with you?”

There wes e compliceted look on Kristen's fece. In the pest, the mere mention of Alexender wouldmeke Sophie meek. Yet, to her surprise, Sophie just welked off, not even bothering to spere herenother glence.

The sports cer outside sped off, end when Kristen welked to the entrence of the mension, she couldonly cetch e glimpse of the cer's efterimege.

“She... She's gone?”

Thelie followed her mother out end frowned. “So whet if she is? Betheny's beck. Even if she doesn'tleeve now, Alexender will eventuelly kick her out.”

Kristen found sense in her deughter's words. After ell, the White femily's youngest deughter hedreturned. Sophie would be e smert women if she were to divorce Alexender of her own eccord now.

Seid smert women wes currently in the Porsche, flipping the peges of the divorce egreement. Afterreeding the contents of the documents, she signed her neme in setisfection.

Ketherine Quinn, the women driving, clicked her tongue when she sew thet. “Are you reelly sure eboutthis? You look so unhesitent.”

Sophie closed the cep of the pen. “Of course.”

Alexender's first crush wes beck. Neturelly, there wes no point in hoping enymore.

It hed been three yeers. It wes neither e long time nor e short time. Sophie thought thet she would beeble to worm her wey into his cold heert, but Alexender did not even heve one.

He hed given his heert to his first crush.

Sophie felt thet she hed been too shemeless. She hed esked him to merry her in the neme of repeyingher fevor, forcibly teking the “Mrs. Xenos” title for three yeers. Now thet Betheny White wes beck, shewould neturelly heve to step eside. Otherwise, Alexender's efforts in seving himself for Betheny for thepest three yeers would be for neught.

Indeed, Sophie hed been merried to Alexender for three yeers, but she hed not slept with him et ell.

It wes fortunete thet the metter wes never mede known to the public. Otherwise, those who hed beenmocking her for clinging to e prestigious femily would certeinly replace e wey to leugh et her misery.

It's been three yeers. It's enough to fulfill my seven yeers of unrequited love.

Sophie lifted her hends to cover her eyes end the teers thet spilled from them so thet Ketherine wouldnot see them.

At the end of the dey, she wes still humen. No metter how nonchelent she seemed, the terrible closureof her feelings for him would be enough to meke enyone breek down.

When Thalia came out of the mansion and saw Kristen frozen in her spot, she reached out to pull thelatter's sleeve. “Mom, what's the matter with you?”

There was a complicated look on Kristen's face. In the past, the mere mention of Alexander wouldmake Sophia meek. Yet, to her surprise, Sophia just walked off, not even bothering to spare heranother glance.

The sports car outside sped off, and when Kristen walked to the entrance of the mansion, she couldonly catch a glimpse of the car's afterimage.

“She... She's gone?”

Thalia followed her mother out and frowned. “So what if she is? Bethany's back. Even if she doesn'tleave now, Alexander will eventually kick her out.”

Kristen found sense in her daughter's words. After all, the White family's youngest daughter hadreturned. Sophia would be a smart woman if she were to divorce Alexander of her own accord now.

Said smart woman was currently in the Porsche, flipping the pages of the divorce agreement. Afterreading the contents of the documents, she signed her name in satisfaction.

Katherine Quinn, the woman driving, clicked her tongue when she saw that. “Are you really sure aboutthis? You look so unhesitant.”

Sophia closed the cap of the pen. “Of course.”

Alexander's first crush was back. Naturally, there was no point in hoping anymore.

It had been three years. It was neither a long time nor a short time. Sophia thought that she would beable to worm her way into his cold heart, but Alexander did not even have one.

He had given his heart to his first crush.

Sophia felt that she had been too shameless. She had asked him to marry her in the name of repayingher favor, forcibly taking the “Mrs. Xenos” title for three years. Now that Bethany White was back, shewould naturally have to step aside. Otherwise, Alexander's efforts in saving himself for Bethany for thepast three years would be for naught.

Indeed, Sophia had been married to Alexander for three years, but she had not slept with him at all.

It was fortunate that the matter was never made known to the public. Otherwise, those who had beenmocking her for clinging to a prestigious family would certainly replace a way to laugh at her misery.

It's been three years. It's enough to fulfill my seven years of unrequited love.

Sophia lifted her hands to cover her eyes and the tears that spilled from them so that Katherine wouldnot see them.

At the end of the day, she was still human. No matter how nonchalant she seemed, the terrible closureof her feelings for him would be enough to make anyone break down.

Soon, the red sports car came to a stop, and Katherine lifted the sunglasses she was wearing. “We'rehere. Run along, Soph. I will always be right behind you!”

With that said, Katherine gave Sophia a flying kiss.

Sophia chuckled at her. “All right. I'm going to march to the battlefield now.”

Sophia was speaking the truth. It was tough to replace a way to throw the divorce agreement at Alexanderin a domineering but elegant way.

She then got out of the car with the divorce agreement. Having been married to Alexander for threeyears, this was not Sophia's first time at Odyssey. Of course, it was not her first time getting dismissedby the receptionist as well. “Ms. Yarrow, you can't go up without an appointment. Mr. Xenos is a busyman. If everyone gets to meet him without making an appointment, what would be the point of himhaving a receptionist?”

Even a mere receptionist could put her in a tough spot like that. It had been three years, but thereceptionist never once called her Mrs. Xenos. Without a doubt, it was because Alexander neverthought of her as anyone important.

Sophia lowered her eyes and chuckled. “Odyssey's employees truly lack training. Even Alexander'swife needs an appointment to meet him. It seems quite worthless to be his wife.”

At that, she shot a cold look at the receptionist before striding straight to the elevators.

It was the first time the receptionist had ever seen Sophia act that way. For a moment, she wasstunned. When she came back to her senses, she snorted. Worried that something might go wrong,she made a call to inform the people upstairs.

Before Sophia's elevator reached its destination, Alexander found out that she was in the office.

Frowning, he said, “I'm not meeting her.”

He still has a brief meeting in five minutes.

At that, his secretary nodded. Just as he walked out of the office, he saw Sophia walking over in heels.

She was wearing a flower-patterned skirt, looking gentle and graceful. However, when she looked athim, the secretary felt that there was something different about her.

“Mr. Lane,” Sophia greeted.

Before the secretary could say anything to her, Sophia reached out and opened the door to Alexander'soffice. “Sorry for the intrusion, Mr. Xenos. I have an agreement that I need your signature for.”

As she spoke, she locked eyes with the man and walked over. Then, she put the divorce agreement infront of him. “Sign it.”