Chapter 178: The Unwritten Fate of Joshua & Abigail
(Samuel's POV)
As we stepped down the courthouse stairs, Henry shoved his hands into his pockets, watching me with an amused expression.
"You already faked your death," he said, his tone laced with curiosity. "So why the divorce now?"
I smirked, my boots clicking against the pavement as we walked toward Marco's SUV. The cold air of Eastern Europe bit at my skin, but the fire inside me burned hotter than ever.
Without looking at Henry, I answered smoothly,
"Because the original Samuel Gebb deserves true freedom."
Henry raised an eyebrow but said nothing, waiting for me to continue.
I stopped near the SUV, turning to face him, my smirk growing wider.
"Think about it. I already faked my death, right? But that only freed me physically. As long as those papers were still unsigned, as long as Bitch Bardot still had her name tied to me in any way, the ghost of the past still lingered."
I exhaled slowly, feeling lighter than ever.
"So I did the one thing the original Samuel never got to do. I gave him the one thing he was denied in the original story—freedom. True freedom. Not just from Abigail Bardot's grasp, but from the memory of her."