A Genius Once Fell into the Don’s Orbit Chapter 01

A Genius Once Fell into the Don’s Orbit Chapter 01

During the reality show, my sister and I both fell into the water.

My cold-hearted husband, Don Enzo, didn’t hesitate for even a second before diving in to save my sister.

He carried her out of the lake with worry and tenderness, leaving without looking back.

By the time the staff finally rescued me, I was already close to sinking to the bottom.

The next day, I handed the divorce papers to Enzo.

His expression darkened.

“Alessia can’t swim, so I saved her first. Are you seriously jealous over that?”

I calmly looked into his eyes.

“Yeah. Sign it.”

Enzo and I completed the divorce process peacefully.

His handsome brows stayed tightly knitted, but this time, they couldn’t make me feel anything anymore.

He put the divorce certificate into his pocket.

“I’ll take you home.”

I shook my head.

“No need.”

Perhaps unhappy with my attitude, Enzo frowned.

“Valentina, you don’t have to be like this. We were married for three years. Divorce doesn’t mean we have to cut each other out of our lives forever.”

For a second, I was stunned.

I couldn’t believe those words came from Enzo’s mouth.

After all, Alessia, the woman he had always loved, was back.

He should have been happy that I was finally smart enough to step aside and make room for them.

“Enzo, to me, divorce means divorce. We’re not family anymore, and we can’t be friends either.”

“You…”

“Besides, we don’t have children. There’s no reason for us to stay in contact.”

Enzo was angered by my words.

He turned around and walked away.

I watched his back disappear and let out a helpless sigh.

But the moment I thought about the balance in my bank account, all those unpleasant feelings vanished.

Although I was the second daughter of the powerful Hawthorne family, I never received much from them.

Ironically, my divorce was what made me a wealthy woman.

The Ricci family would never agree to let me take a share of their wealth.

So when I had a lawyer draft the divorce agreement, I only asked for twenty million dollars.

Enzo agreed.

He also gave me two luxury mansions in New York and Los Angeles, three properties in other states, and six top-tier apartments overseas.

That was enough to guarantee I would never have to worry about money for the rest of my life.

Looking at those cold numbers, I suddenly burst out laughing.

It was wonderful.

I could finally live for myself.

After the divorce, it only took me one day to move into my New York mansion.

Having the deed in my name gave me a sense of security I had never felt before.

I thought leaving Enzo would leave me broken and hopeless.

After all, I had loved him throughout our three-year marriage.

But unexpectedly, I slept better that night than I had in a long time.

The rare feeling of peace allowed me to sleep until noon the next day.

Enzo and I were married because of a family alliance.

The first godfather of the Ricci family and the grandfather of the Hawthorne family had been close friends for decades.

But this marriage was originally meant for my sister, Alessia Hawthorne.

There was no other reason.

She was the rose the Hawthorne family had carefully raised for eighteen years.

And I was the biological daughter of the Hawthorne family who had been switched at birth.

When I was eighteen, the Hawthorne couple found me.

They cried as they told me that I was their real daughter, and that a nurse’s mistake had separated us all those years ago.

Back then, I had grown up in an orphanage.

When I saw my parents arrive in luxury cars, I thought my future would finally become easier.

At least I wouldn’t have to collect garbage and sell it to pay my tuition.

The orphanage was poor.

Not every child there could afford to go to school.

But instead of the guilt and compensation I expected from my parents, I only received their coldness.

I told myself that as long as I could continue studying, that was enough.

They said Alessia’s biological parents had both passed away, so they couldn’t send her away.

But the difference in how they treated us was impossible to ignore.

I didn’t feel like the second daughter of the Hawthorne family.

I felt more like the maid’s daughter.

It wasn’t until my parents told me I had to marry into another family that I learned the truth.

The handsome young man who was originally promised to Alessia had been involved in a terrible car accident caused by an enemy’s scheme.

The doctors said his leg would never recover.

He would spend the rest of his life walking with a limp.

And Alessia screamed that she would never marry a cripple.

So that responsibility fell onto me.