With Calvin on her side, Ella started to act like she owned the place. Winston, who had complained to me, was also forced to leave the company because of her.

Calvin was right; I did not even have the right to keep Winston around.

To support the company, I had to team up with Calvin and go to the party as his wife. That party was super important because I could meet many clients and business friends.

I called the jewelry store I always go to and set up a time to pick out a stylish necklace.

However, guess who I bumped into in the VIP room? Ella.

I did not want to deal with her, so I quickly chose what I wanted from the catalog and got ready to split.

Then, the manager said, "Oops, this necklace is one of a kind, and Ms. Rogers has already called dibs on it."

That necklace cost a whopping 150,000 dollars! Ella could not possibly afford it. It had to be Calvin footing the bill.

Ella grinned at me. "Too bad, Ms. Campbell. You're too late. It's mine now."

Seeing Ella so full of herself made me want to barf.

I remained composed and said, "Well, I don't want it anymore. I'm not into stuff that looks cheap."

Ella's face turned sour briefly, but she smiled even wider. "I heard Mr. Lawson would only get you flowers for your birthday. They must be some pricey petals, Ms. Campbell—or do you like bargain deals? "

Ella definitely got the scoop from Calvin.

Calvin never used to throw cash around like that when he was chasing me.

His company was still growing, and money was tight. I got it, so I never made a fuss about fancy gifts. I would tease him and say, "You're not giving the Campbell family's miss enough credit. I've seen it all—fancy cars, designer watches, you name it. Whatever you give me, it's all the same as a bunch of flowers."

I never lied to myself. I did not care about how much things cost because I believed we could not put a price on feelings.

However, the love that a bunch of roses was supposed to show seemed silly compared to how close Calvin and Ella were.

I told the store manager, "There's too many to pick from; just order the most expensive set."

I did not need gifts. I could buy my own things. However, buying jewelry did not make me happy. What I bought was not special like what Calvin used to give me.

After I left the jewelry store and got to the stairs, Ella ran after me.

"Ms. Campbell, what good is all your money? Mr. Lawson doesn't love you anymore. You're just fooling yourself."

I did not want to listen to her, but she would not let me leave and played a recording she had secretly taken on her phone.

It was Calvin's voice. "I've put up with Josephine for too long. She always wants to be in charge. Did she think it was still like seven years ago when I was desperate for her?" Then I heard Ella's sweet voice trying to comfort him.

I felt a chill in my heart. I never knew Calvin was only putting up with me. I could not stop wondering when he had started feeling that way.

Was it when we fought about work?

When I said I did not want kids and wanted to keep my job?

Or was it even before that, when he first chased after me because of my family's name?

Did he ever really love me at all?

"Ms. Campbell, you don't get it, do you? You're too rich and too good at what you do. That's the reason for your loss," Ella said with a smirk, grabbing my arm.

For a second, I felt dizzy. Ella's hand on mine felt uncomfortable, and I wanted to push her away.

Ella did not let go of me as I expected; she yanked me hard instead.

Before I knew it, we both tumbled down the stairs.

My right leg throbbed with a sharp pain, and Ella, lying next to me, was bleeding. I had a bad feeling about that.

Soon, we were rushed to the hospital.

I had a broken right leg, and Ella lost her baby.

I spent days in the hospital bed, and Calvin never visited me once.

However, he was there for Ella.

She was pregnant with his baby, after all.

Me? I was just a woman he had been putting up with for far too long.

I did not even want to see them, but Ella, pretending to care, came to my room with Calvin.

I watched them calmly as Calvin held Ella's hand and asked, "How's Ms. Rogers doing?"

Calvin looked at me, disappointed. "The baby's gone. Wasn't that what you wanted? How could you even ask?"

"You think I did this on purpose?" I could not believe what I was hearing.

"Stop pretending, Josephine. Do you really think I don't know how controlling and overbearing you are?" Calvin sneered. "Seven years of marriage, and you still refuse to have kids. Fine, it's not like you're the only woman with a uterus. Now, it seems like you want to end my family line."

Ella, pretending to be friendly, spoke up for me. "I fell on my own and hurt Ms. Campbell too."

Calvin comforted her, then turned to me as if offering a truce. "Ella's worried about you even though she's hurt. Stop going after her."

I swallowed the pain in my heart and managed a small smile. "Calvin, you don't have to worry about what I'll do to her. Let's get a divorce."

A smile of relief spread across Ella's face.

Calvin frowned at me. "You seem to forget you need me for everything now, Josephine. Are you really brave enough to leave?"

He did not think I would go through with a divorce. "Think it over. Don't just do it because you're mad," he said, then he was gone.

With a smug smile, Ella stayed behind, pretending to care about me. "So, you've thought it through? No more Mrs. Lawson or Ms. Campbell. Should I just call you Josephine?" she asked.

"You might want to think about it too. If there's a new Mrs. Lawson, there'll be another one after her," I said, giving her a piercing stare.

Ella whispered, "The baby was never going to make it. Its heartbeat was gone. Mr. Lawson didn't know."

That explained her strange behavior; she would not risk so much if the baby were fine.

"You're telling me this because you think I won't tell Calvin?" I asked.

"Try it. See if he believes you," she said.

"Do whatever you want." I closed my eyes, feeling a bit tired. "I should thank you for making me realize that being Mrs. Lawson is just a cheap title. If you want it that badly, it's all yours," I told her.

"You!" Ella did not expect me to be so tough. She could not get the better of me with words, so she just huffed and walked away.

Later, I saw Ella's new photos. She was showing off, taking my place next to Calvin at a fancy party.

She wore a stunning designer dress and looked every bit the wealthy lady, nothing like the college girl she once was.

She was even wearing the expensive jewelry I had liked, the set Calvin bought her after she lost the baby.

I could not help but smile sadly. Calvin could have given me fancy gifts if he wanted to. However, I let him off easy once, and he got the idea that he did not need to spend money to make me happy.

It was true that a woman should not have lowered her worth for something as worthless as feelings.

My talk of divorce affected Calvin because he took the time to explain things to me. "You hurt your leg, so you don't have to go to the party. I'll have someone else go with me this time."

However, I knew there would not be a next time, or any time after that when I would be by his side.

I put my phone down and stopped checking my messages.

None of it mattered to me anymore.

I would show Calvin I was not being impulsive or talking big.