Chapter 4

When Logan came home from work, I brought up the idea to him.

Just like in my previous life, Logan's first reaction was mock disbelief, acting as if the idea of "renting out a husband" was insane.

But the moment he heard about the million-dollar bonus, his eyes practically turned into dollar signs.

"Ashley, honestly, I think Chloe has a point. Why leave free money on the table? It’s just a fake divorce anyway. Once she gets the money, we can remarry immediately."

"And she’s giving us five hundred thousand!"

He hugged me tight, whispering reassurances. "Don't worry, babe. I have absolutely no interest in Chloe. You're the only one I love!"

In my past life, as soon as the payout hit Chloe's account, she had transferred the five hundred thousand to Logan.

She even sent me a screenshot: *Ashley, I've sent the money to Logan. You can just ask him for it.*

But every time I asked Logan for the money, he made up excuses—either saying there was a daily bank transfer limit, or claiming he had put it in a high-yield savings account under his mother's name.

It took me too long to realize that since they were legally married, there was no difference whether the money was in Chloe’s account or Logan’s.

They were just passing it back and forth between themselves.

In this life, I would definitely divorce him. But as for the money and the house? I was taking all of it.

I bit my lip, acting hesitant. "Logan, I'm still really worried."

"Chloe is prettier than me, and now she’s a wealthy heiress. What if you guys get married on paper and she refuses to divorce you?"

"Of course not, babe! That’s impossible. Even if she’s rich, she’s not my type."

"I only want you."

Hearing his sweet, hollow lies made me want to throw up.

In my past life, after they married, Logan claimed they had to act like a real couple to avoid getting caught by the authorities. He spent every single night at her place.

I actually trusted him back then. Looking back, I was a complete idiot.

An attractive man and a willing woman living under the same roof—even without feelings, things were bound to happen.

Not to mention, they both had hidden motives. A few drinks, some late-night talks, and they were in bed in no time.

She even got pregnant.

Meanwhile, I was the only fool who thought it was all just an act.

In the end, I was the only one left in the dark.

I snuggled into his chest. "Okay. I’ll talk to Chloe tomorrow."

Logan nodded eagerly. "If we're doing this, we need to hurry. The state has a mandatory waiting period for divorces, and that takes at least a month!"

He really couldn't wait, could he?