Accepting My Massive Inheritance After Divorce

Summary of the Accepting My Massive Inheritance After Divorce

Shen Yan thought she was brave for marrying Fu Hang – a man whose icy heart supposedly needed three years to thaw. She imagined herself as the warm sunshine breaking through his cold exterior, finally winning him over despite the risk of being cut off by family and friends. But reality is cruel, isn't it? When he dragged her back in front of his kin, demanding she kneel and confess sins that weren't hers, everything shattered.

Seeing Lin Xing, Fu Hang's elder sister-in-law, drown while clutcheringly trying to swim, Shen Yan finally understood: this man wasn't ice, he was stone. And worse, the truth about the child in Lin Xing’s womb hitting hard – it didn't survive.

Suddenly thrust into Fu Hang’s world without a whisper of explanation, Shen Yan faced his silent judgment, watching her kneecap hit the ground as he accused her with eyes colder than steel: "He left behind only one child after passing... You took that life!" The accusation stung more deeply than any punishment. But she knew better – it wasn't her hand.

So Shen Yan knelt down first? Not anymore, not like a fool who thinks love can conquer all! She stayed strong until the bitter end, waiting to see if he'd finally see reason. He didn't; his only plea was for her to kneel and admit guilt she couldn't bear.

Three years of marriage felt like living in the shadows – no warmth, just suspicion from her own family. What made Lin Xing, whom Fu Hang genuinely cared for, more worthy than her? Especially after that horrific miscarriage ordeal.

Finally, as her back hit the ground with a hollow thud, Shen Yan snapped. The hurt, the betrayal, the years of being treated like dirt – it was too much. "Fu Hang," she said, voice trembling but standing tall, eyes blazing now instead of naive. "Let's cut ties completely. I won't waste another day pretending those past three years belonged to anyone less deserving than a stray dog!" The divorce papers felt good in her hand as she walked out.

And that freed path? It was paved with gold and glory – back home, inheriting hundreds of billions! A life worth fighting for, at long last.