After Divorce, She Became a Global Sensation and Won't Forgive Her Groveling Husband and Son

Vincent looked up at Jenson Forrest, a little surprised.

They were good friends, but Jenson had never asked a question like this before.

"The only person Vincent has ever wronged in his life is Joanna," Justin Hughes said as he walked over, answering for him.

"To be honest, when Joanna left the country in a rage, I really hated you for it. But it’s a good thing you haven’t forgotten Joanna’s wish!"

Jenson Forrest gave a faint smile.

He was smiling, but the inherent distance about him seemed to deepen.

"I was at the hospital today and heard the nurses talking. A mother was giving birth to her second child and called her husband over a hundred times, but he never picked up. It turned out he was at the same hospital with the woman he liked, adopting a child."

"There are scumbags like that in this world?" Young Master Evans, who had just been talking to Jenson Forrest on deck, looked incredulous.

"What’s the point of keeping a scumbag like that around? Just castrate him and throw him in the river to feed the fish!"

There were some scoundrels among the men present, but even the worst of them wouldn’t do something like that. They were all indignant at the husband in the story.

"Couldn’t he have adopted a child any other time? Did he have to do it while his wife was giving birth?"

"That’s like stabbing a knife into a woman in labor. He should be drawn and quartered!"

Jenson Forrest kept his eyes on Vincent. "If you were the husband in this story, how would you feel after realizing what you’d done?"

Vincent stood up. "I don’t speculate on hypotheticals."

"Jenson, what’s gotten into you? It sounds to me like you’re targeting Young Master Grant."

Young Master Evans only dared to ask after Vincent had walked away.

Everyone there was perceptive, so of course they picked up on the tension.

Justin Hughes snorted. "He was being passive-aggressive with me last time, too."

"I’m telling you, Jenson, could it be that tutor of yours did something to you? Are you in a bad mood and taking it out on us?"

Jenson Forrest didn’t answer, only letting out a cold laugh.

As he walked to the window and looked out at the distant tower again, a dull, persistent ache bloomed in his chest.

’If I hadn’t taken Lil to transfer hospitals, I would have never overheard that discussion. I’d never have known the pain and despair Sophia Shaw once experienced.’

’Vincent, do you really have no regrets?’

「The first light of dawn.」

The group on the boat got up to watch the sunrise.

In the distance, they saw a Lead Aerospace vessel approaching.

On its deck, a woman’s long ponytail was blown by the wind. Even in the plainest work clothes, she couldn’t hide her natural beauty and the gentle grace in her features.

"The Shaw woman?"

The moment he recognized Sophia Shaw, Justin Hughes lost all interest in watching the sunrise.

He grit his teeth and shot Jenson Forrest a nasty grin. "Jenson, did you go to all the trouble of picking this crappy route just so Vincent could run into her? Feeling sorry for her?"

He had only found out that Jenson Forrest had chosen the route a short while ago, from Young Master Evans, who had organized the event.

He couldn’t resist chiding him again, "Stop sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong!"

Sophia Shaw was coming from the direction of the Lead Aerospace base, clearly heading back after working all night.

In Justin Hughes’s eyes, it was all just for show!

Jenson Forrest remained silent, but he knew better than anyone else. ’Vincent lost the right to feel sorry for her long ago.’

"I guarantee it, the Shaw woman will find some excuse to come aboard and look for Vincent," Justin Hughes declared, his expression smug as if he had Sophia Shaw all figured out.

Young Master Evans also had frequent dealings with Vincent and knew about his relationship with Sophia Shaw. Worried something might happen, he asked, "Should we change course?"

"No need."

Vincent stood at the bow, his gaze fixed on the approaching Sophia Shaw.

The closer she got, the clearer her face became.

The gentle morning breeze stirred the loose strands of hair on her cheeks, her features flickering in and out of view. She was as beautiful as a heroine from a historical drama.

Jenson Forrest and Justin Hughes were also watching her.

Justin Hughes, however, was mostly looking forward to shaming her with a glare when she came aboard.

The others, also curious to see what method Sophia Shaw would use to get on the boat, all gathered around.

Sophia Shaw had been lost in thought and only snapped back to reality when the boats were just a dozen or so feet from colliding.

Her unfocused gaze sharpened the instant it met a pair of deep, somber eyes.

Her lips parted slightly, surprised by the sudden appearance of the person and the boat before her.

When she saw Vincent’s and Justin Hughes’s faces clearly, her expression turned cold. She only gave Jenson Forrest a polite nod.

Just as most of them expected her to ask to come aboard, she turned and moved away.

A moment later, her boat slowly veered away, departing from the other side.

Justin Hughes: "..."

"She’s playing hard to get!"

Jenson Forrest sneered, "Not everyone is worth playing hard to get for!"

’Wasn’t that a dig at Vincent?’

Justin Hughes glanced at Vincent.

He saw that his lips were pressed into a tight line, his eyes holding an unfamiliar, profound depth.

’Is he unhappy that Sophia Shaw didn’t come over? No, that’s impossible. Vincent has never liked Sophia Shaw. He must just be angry because Jenson Forrest is always targeting him.’

"Vincent, I heard that after the satellite launch, you’re going to give Zenith to Joanna?" Justin Hughes asked.

"Yes," Vincent replied crisply. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Giving away such a huge company just like that... Vincent, you’re so generous. But Joanna is worth it." Justin Hughes praised Vincent, but felt a little sour inside.

’I don’t have Vincent’s capabilities, to start a company or build a base whenever I want. And I don’t have anything decent to give Joanna Sherman.’

Justin Hughes felt a pang of frustration.

Hearing that Vincent was going to give Zenith to Joanna Sherman, the people nearby exchanged meaningful, suggestive glances. "Does this mean there’s going to be a huge announcement after Zenith launches its satellite?"

"Not huge, but there is something."

’Returning to my family and living a quiet life with Sophia Shaw—that’s been the plan all along.’

’But it isn’t worth mentioning out loud.’

Justin Hughes, assuming Vincent had decided to get together with Joanna Sherman, sighed with emotion. "You two... you’re finally getting your happy ending after all this time."

The satellite was scheduled for its official launch in one week.

Although it was the busiest time, Sophia Shaw still took Bun to the Grant Family estate for Old Master Grant’s birthday banquet.

As she parked her car and started walking in, she saw Vincent’s car parked under a tree.

Through the slightly lowered window, she could see one side of the man’s refined, handsome face, his features so sharply chiseled they were beyond reproach.

’Even though we’re divorced,’ Sophia Shaw had to admit, ’this man is undeniably handsome.’

The man’s hand moved from the steering wheel to the side.

Only then did Sophia Shaw see that someone was in the passenger seat. It was Joanna Sherman!

’Vincent doesn’t even know we’re divorced, yet he’s brazenly bringing Joanna Sherman to his own grandfather’s birthday banquet?’

’A scumbag never changes his ways!’

Seeing Joanna Sherman in a place like this made Sophia Shaw’s stomach churn, and the good mood she’d been in was completely ruined.

She strode past their car, deciding to leave as soon as she had delivered her gift.

"Faye, Faye."

She was still some distance from the main house when she saw Old Mrs. Grant standing by the road, waving at her.

Sue and Eleanor Crawford were with her.

"Grandma, Auntie Sue, Sister-in-law," she greeted them one by one, still using her old forms of address.

Old Mrs. Grant took her hand, her face breaking into a wide, wrinkled smile. "Oh, my dear."

Then she peeked into the stroller. "Oh, is this my great-granddaughter, Bun?"

It was the old woman’s first time seeing Bun, and her eyes lit up.

She placed her hands on the edge of the stroller and spoke gently to Bun. "Little treasure, do you know who I am? I’m your great-grandma."

Bun opened her little mouth, cooing and babbling, conversing with Old Mrs. Grant with great seriousness, which made the old woman burst into hearty laughter.

"Adorable, just too adorable!"

"I’ve never seen such a cute little thing!"