At the wedding, my husband's former impoverished love appeared as a wealthy woman, ready to create chaos.

"James. After all these years, I still can't forget you. Will you marry me?"

James's gaze was drawn to her sparkling jewels, and he replied without hesitation.

"Of course I will, just..."

Suddenly, the room fell silent, all eyes on me.

I calmly pulled out my phone and showed a QR code for payment.

"It's no big deal. Transfer thirty million dollars, and once the payment is made, he will be yours!"

*****

At my wedding with James, he was supposed to sing solo.

However, halfway through, a stunning voice interrupted him.

It was his first love, Alivia, radiant in a couture white wedding dress.

After the song, tears in her eyes, she emotionally asked, "James, will you marry me?"

Before he could respond, she twirled to flaunt her jewelry.

"I'm rich now. Poverty can't stop our love."

James's eyes widened, and a smile broke through his hesitation.

"Of course I will, but..."

He glanced at me down the corridor and finally remembered that today was our wedding.

His eyes moved down and stared at my stomach, hesitating for a moment.

The guests were stunned, their attention fixed on the three of us.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, I approached and presented Alivia with a QR code from my phone.

"Transfer me thirty million dollars, he's all yours.

"Thirty million dollars is enough to buy you a perfect husband. What are you waiting for?"

Everyone was in an uproar and looked at me as if I were a lunatic.

James's expression instantly darkened.

"Charlotte, stop making trouble!

"Can the relationship between us be measured by money?

"Look at Alivia. Her love has remained unchanged through wealth and poverty.

"That's true love!"

I sneered. To put it bluntly, he was attracted by her current money.

He still pretended to be so high-sounding.

I ignored him, fiddling with the veil in my hands indifferently.

"Ms. Barnes, don't hesitate. Make a decision quickly.

"As far as I know, the necklace on your neck is a global limited edition, and it is worth nearly ten million dollars.

"If you're so rich, you won't mind spending thirty million for James, right?

"Do you think he is not worth thirty million or measure up to your necklace? That's really cheap!"

Alivia hesitated, but James was visibly anxious when he heard what she said.

He stepped forward and held Alivia's hands tightly with deep affection.

"Alivia, I was forced to part from you. I've thought of you for years.

"I love you more than my life.

"It's a pity that you and I are not destined to be together. I wish you happiness, but I will always cherish this innocent love in my heart. I will never forget you."

James's heartfelt confession swayed Alivia, and she finally nodded.

James's eyes lit up with excitement as he embraced Alivia tightly.

I had to interrupt their moment, prioritizing service above all else.

"Are you planning to consummate your marriage at this wedding, or will there be another ceremony?

"The total cost of this wedding, including venue setup, planning, and the banquet, is sixty-eight thousand eight hundred dollars. I'll give you a discount. Sixty thousand dollars is fine."

James's expression turned pained as he clenched his teeth.

"Charlotte, are you that short of money?"

"What else can I do? Do you expect me to organize your marriage? I'm not your mother. I shouldn't have to pay for it."

Alivia was generous at this time, "James, don't bother with her. It's only sixty thousand dollars."

James seemed relieved, saying, "It's better to have Alivia than someone so greedy."

Alivia quickly scanned my QR code on her phone.

"Make sure to write 'voluntary gift' in the transfer notes. I can't afford to be sued for fraud or extortion."

Alivia was so angry that she transferred me one million six hundred thousand dollars.

Seeing the sudden influx of zeros in my account made me smile.

She clung to James's arm as if fearing he'd be snatched away.

"Ms. Hanson, the worst thing in business is backtracking. We're clear on the money and goods, so please don't cause trouble for James in the future.

"If you dare to seduce him behind my back, I won't let you off easily!"

I nodded vigorously, "Don't worry!"

Who would bother with someone like that?

"To avoid any more trouble, shall we go get the certificate today?" I suggested in a flattering manner.

Alivia held her head high as she got into her Maserati with James.

And I followed slowly behind in my BYD.

When signing the divorce documents, I wrote my name decisively.

But James hesitated, appearing uncertain.

"Charlotte, I'm sorry...

"My parents struggled to raise me, and I've always wanted to fulfill my duty to them, so I'm temporarily indebted to you."

He paused, glancing at my stomach.

"After all, you are pregnant with my child. I would never treat you as an outsider.

"If you like, I will come to see you often in the future.

"When the child is born, after I am dead, I will leave him a share of the family property for the sake of my bloodline."

I thought, "Is he trying to have it both ways? Wanting to marry Alivia while refusing to let go of me. How shameless."

I replied, "Don't worry. I'm an honorable person and would never use a child to blackmail anyone.

"You are not the emperor, and I don't want to gain status by relying on my son. This child has nothing to do with you.

"If you can't bear to part with this child, then my signature just now doesn't count. We can go back and finish the wedding..."

James's face stiffened, and after a moment of daze, he turned around and signed his name swiftly.

In the end, he was just selfish.

His eagerness showed he was afraid I might back out.

In less than an hour, we finalized the divorce, and he registered his marriage with Alivia.

The efficiency was astonishing.

"Congratulations, Ms. Barnes. From now on, James and his family are all yours.

"Oh, I almost forgot to mention that James's family is still living in my house. Make sure to pick them up later."

I hummed a tune, driving my BYD in an unusually relaxed mood, the air filled with sweet scents.

James and I were introduced to each other by my stepmother, Stella.

He was handsome, 185 cm tall, with a gentle demeanor, and a solid job in a municipal unit.

I had a good impression of him, but Stella's matchmaking left me feeling wary.

Unexpectedly, on my father Brian's 60th birthday, Stella drugged my wine.

In full view of everyone, James and I lay together.

My conservative father ordered me to marry James to preserve our family's honor, threatening to cut off financial support and isolate me.

James assured me he would never fail me and promised me a happy life.

His parents, David and Hanah visited, treating me like their own daughter.

Longing for a harmonious family, I gradually let my guard down and agreed to the marriage.

A month later, I was pregnant.

Seeing I had no way out, James revealed his true colors.

He acted like a boss at home, refusing to help with chores and always bossing me around.

He even brought his entire family from the countryside to my house, claiming he was worried about me and would feel more at ease with family members helping to take care of me.

As a result, they became like vampires, draining me physically and psychologically, trying to turn me into their free labor.

Fortunately, fate had other plans, and things finally took a turn for the better.