My Ex’s Jealousy and My Six Perfect Kids

When I got married, I was quite fit. That was because I used to be an athlete, and gaining muscle and weight was easy, but losing it later proved difficult.

I felt a little hurt inside. "But didn’t you say back then that you didn’t care about my appearance? You said you valued my character."

"Heh," Cedric sneered. "Let me be honest with you. At first, I thought your family was rich, but then I found out you wear knockoff stuff. Who would marry someone like you—a poor woman who can't even have kids!"

Cedric had been a small-time office worker, but after we married, his wealth grew rapidly. As he saw me as someone beneath him, his attitude became more and more critical.

Now, I finally saw his true colors.

In reality, my family was very wealthy. People often say that wealth never lasts past three generations, but my family had been rich for eighteen generations.

My father always told me to be humble, that the first crab to stick its head out of the water gets caught.

So, when Cedric asked about my family, my father told him we were just farmers. The truth was, we owned tens of thousands of acres of tea plantations, and though my father said he worked as a coal miner, he actually ran a coal mining business.

But due to my father’s wishes, I kept our true background hidden in the first few years of our marriage and lived a modest life with Cedric.

That said, for the wedding, my father did give me several million in antiques as a dowry.

At this point, I had completely given up on him.

"Fine, I'll divorce you. But can I take the dowry with me?"

Cedric was blunt, tossing the small chest in front of me.

"Take it if you want. It’s just a bunch of worthless junk. Even looking at it makes me embarrassed!"

I gently ran my fingers over the chest, my face full of sorrow.

It really was a chest full of worthless junk worth millions...

I walked with Silas to the school gates.

Silas had a mature look on his face, his tone as if he were praising an employee.

"You did well today. I'll ask my dad to transfer 100,000 to your account."

That’s pretty generous?

"I’ll wash this outfit and send it to you later."

Before we came, Silas had complained that my clothes were too plain, so he went and bought me a new outfit from a luxury store.

I didn’t expect this kid to have such good taste.

But now, Silas was looking at me with some disdain.

"No need. You don’t even have anything decent to wear. I’ll just give you this one."

...Honestly, I just wear what’s comfortable.

Just then, a car sped toward us.

The woman who got out was wearing misty beige heels and had shoulder-length curly hair that perfectly highlighted her slim waist and hips. She opened the door and let Felix get in.

This woman was none other than Sabrina Shaw, Cedric's affair.

She was our neighbor, divorced with a child. I once thought she was a strong, independent mother, but now I realized how shameless she truly was behind closed doors.

The moment Sabrina saw me, her eyes filled with hostility, as though she feared I would scavenge in their trash cans.

"I should remind you," she said coldly, "you and Cedric are divorced now. You no longer have any relation to our child's parents!"

Cedric stood next to Sabrina, looking at me with contempt.

"No, she's playing stepmother to someone else's kid now."

They both laughed mockingly, and Sabrina eyed me up and down.

"Well, look at you, all decked out in knockoffs. Elara, you're still so vain!"

"How are you leaving? Don’t tell me you’re riding a bike? Do you want me to give you a lift?"

Right. Since I was about to divorce Cedric anyway, I had never told him the truth about my family’s situation.

They still thought I was just some poor farmer from the mountains.

Before I could speak, Silas blocked me.

"Mom, I’m not used to riding in a car worth only a few thousand. Didn’t Dad buy you a car? Our driver will pick us up soon."