The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

The atmosphere inside the house was very tense.

Ever since the last birthday banquet, the Normans’ servants had walked on eggshells, and Mrs. Norman had hardly left the house, tending to flowers and plants at home and refusing to go out no matter how hard people tried to invite her.

People from the circle of socialite ladies knew that Mrs. Norman had lost face and did not dare to go out.

As for Jeremy, he mostly stayed in his room except for work necessities.

At this time, a black car stopped in front of the Norman family’s villa.

Olivia Sawyer, wearing sunglasses and wrapped in a long coat, quickly walked into the villa.

Jeremy was drinking in the garden, with wine bottles spilled all over the ground in front of him.

He was wearing a black coat, seemingly feeling hot, and pulled down the collar at his neck, revealing his collarbone and a large area of white skin.

Olivia stood by the door, gazing at him without looking away.

The last time Jeremy was so dispirited was a few years ago when he finally found the person he had been longing for only to discover she was divorced.

Just like this, there were many bottles of wine in front of him, but he was in great pain.

Because he was not allergic to alcohol, drinking was just like drinking water, meaning he was not easily drunk.

As if aware of her arrival, Jeremy raised his eyes and waved at her, “Come, Olivia, have a few drinks with me.”

Olivia walked over to him, sat down beside him, quietly opened a bottle of wine, and handed it to him.

“I’m not drinking. I have to meet some top investors tonight, and I’m afraid I’ll mess things up if I drink too much.” Olivia played it down and didn’t accompany him as she used to.

Jeremy paused as he held his wine-filled glass and looked at her with slight surprise, “When did you become so dedicated to your work?”

If it had been before, she would have accompanied him without any considerations and would not have used work as an excuse.

“I’m dedicated now.”

She used to be devoted to men; now it was time to work on herself.

Scarlett’s situation reminded her that until she gained a foothold in the entertainment industry, she would be stepped on by others.

This time Ivy Thompson helped her, but what about next time?

Some things ultimately depend on oneself.

Looking at Jeremy calmly drinking, Olivia frowned, “You’ve had too much.”

He drank like crazy even though he couldn’t get drunk. It couldn’t numb him, only making him more and more sober.

“She helped the Leaford family, helped Michael Gallagher, and even helped you, but she refused to help me.”

Jeremy’s tone was full of faint resentment.

Olivia snatched his wine and slammed it onto the table, “No one can save you now.” Knowing he was mostly venting, Olivia still couldn’t help being frustrated, “If you like her, chase her. If you can’t catch up, just accept it. Love can’t be forced.”

Thinking of herself, Olivia’s face was full of self-mockery.

She and Jeremy had known each other for so many years, both as good buddies and good friends. Even though Jeremy knew her thoughts, he had never responded, and she had never given up.

People are always like this, unable to forget what they cannot have.

“If you can’t grow old together with her, be her friend for a lifetime.” Seeing his pain, Olivia muttered to herself, “Friends might be better than lovers. Lovers can break up, but friends can last a lifetime.”

She had already decided to focus on her work.

As for her and Jeremy, they would be friends for life.

If she met someone she wanted to marry, she would marry.

Waiting for someone is too painful.

“Friends…” Jeremy smirked and looked gloomy, “Yes, friends is all we can be.”

But was he really content with that?

Seeing Jeremy seemingly dumbfounded, Olivia advised, “Have you ever thought that the person you like is just the her who saved you back then?”

Over the years, Jeremy had searched for his first lover according to the memories, but once they met again, they couldn’t spark any romance.

“Love can’t be forced, and it’s affected by timing. Think carefully whether you like Molly Walker now or the Molly Walker who saved you in the past.” Olivia paused, “By the way, I’ll probably be focusing on my work in the future, so take care of yourself.”

She used to be Jeremy’s friend and buddy who was always ready to be there for him.

Now, she had her own path to walk.

Molly had given her such great resources, she had to seize them and be grateful to repay her if she had the chance in the future.

If you just sit back and wait for a pie to fall from the sky, you’ll turn into mud.

Hearing her words, Jeremy nodded, his eyes slightly red.

Some people eventually left him, even friends.

Having made these arrangements, Olivia sighed and left with her bag.

There was another investor’s banquet in the evening, with Mr. Lewis bringing her along.

As she stepped outside the villa, Jeremy’s mother rushed out.

“Olivia, Olivia, wait a minute,” Mrs. Norman caught up just before she got in the car, “Jeremy’s been in a bad mood lately. Please spend more time with him, I’m afraid he’s going to do something impulsive.”

Speaking of which, Sebastian Norman had been scolding her every day lately, stopping just short of calling her a disaster.

Everything was fine when she didn’t interfere with Jeremy’s affairs, but as soon as she got involved, all the good fortune vanished, leaving him without face in business.

“I wish I could’ve had Alzheimer’s myself so I could escape the hole you’re digging for me.”

Sebastian felt more and more aggrieved as he thought about it.

Jeremy’s mother had also been unable to sleep well at night, fearing Sebastian would divorce her.

Now that she saw Olivia, she felt like she had grasped the last straw.

She held Olivia’s hand, saying kindly, “You two were good friends before, and he might still listen to you. Please talk to him more and do me this favor, will you?”

A hint of gloom filled Olivia’s eyes.

In the past, every time she came to see Jeremy, she was stopped by his mother because of her identity in the outside world. Not only did Jeremy’s mother dislike her, but she even encouraged Jeremy not to associate with her.

And now, Jeremy’s mother suddenly changed her attitude, most likely because she had reached a dead end.

“Aunt, I’ve already talked to him. Some things he still has to figure out on his own.”

Being trapped by love and creating one’s own prison means trapping oneself.

Watching the light of hope fade from Jeremy’s mother’s eyes, Olivia lowered her gaze and turned away.

Jeremy’s mother stood there as her hands and feet turned cold.

Suddenly, she hated herself very much.

If she hadn’t been so headstrong, Jeremy might have been married by now.

It was her fault, all her fault.

Luxurious cars were parked at the entrance of Capital City University.

However, the liveliest place was the cafeteria of Capital City University.

At the moment, Grace Harrison and Gillian Thompson were arguing, and just when the crowd was gathering, Gillian poured the food from her hand over Grace’s head.

The soup splashed from Grace’s head to the ground.

There was a sudden silence, and even the “drip-drip-drip” sound could be heard.