Love That Burned Me Down novel Chapter 2

After getting in the car, Zoey found the lawyer's number in her contacts list and sent them a message. "Hello, I want to file for divorce and sever ties with my parents. Please draft a divorce agreement and a parental rights termination document for me."

The lawyer replied almost instantly. 

"Understood, Ms. Silvain. I'll draft them as soon as possible."

Zoey put her phone away and gazed out the window at the passing scenery. Her memory loss felt like a gift from God—an opportunity to escape and start a new life. 

"Don't take me home just yet," she abruptly told the driver. "Take me to the immigration office."

The driver was taken aback. He glanced at her through the rearview mirror with wide eyes, but he still respectfully responded, "Alright, Mrs. Pearce."

The immigration process went smoothly. The staff told her all the papers would be ready within two weeks.

When she got back in the car, she hesitated for a moment before saying, "Don't tell Mr. Pearce about where I went today."

The driver tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "Mrs. Pearce… Mr. Pearce usually doesn't allow us to mention you in front of him."

Zoey tugged at the corner of her lips. 

So, that was how much he hated her. He didn't even want to hear her name.

…

After returning to the villa, Zoey stood in the entryway and took in her surroundings. The place felt both familiar and foreign. 

It was familiar because every little detail reflected her taste, yet foreign because the air was so still and cold that it was hard to believe anyone lived here. 

Zoey's mind drifted as she touched the embroidered cushions on the couch. She could imagine how delighted and hopeful she must've been when she'd first decorated this place, dreaming of a blissful life with Yves.

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