My Husband Faked a Divorce, So I Took the Eighty Million and Really Left

"Lin Xiao, let's go take care of the divorce tomorrow." Gu Beichen's cold voice came through the phone. I was in the kitchen making his favorite pork rib soup when I heard those words, and the spoon in my hand fell into the pot. "Why?" I asked, my voice trembling. "The organization has made new arrangements. Things might be inconvenient for a while. Let's get a sham divorce first, then remarry once things have died down." A sham divorce. I gave a bitter laugh and hung up, looking at myself in the mirror. I was only twenty-six, yet three years as a military wife had left me looking utterly worn out. But in this life, I won't be as foolish as I was in my previous one.