Reborn Before My Captain Fiancé’s Beloved Dies In A Plane Crash Chapter 20
The papers were delivered the next day.
With them came a small, clear evidence bag.
Inside were the shattered pieces of the crystal chip.
The crack ran straight through the words *Archer’s One Free Pass*.
Every page of the divorce agreement was signed.
There were no added conditions. No disputes over property.
On the back of the final page was a single, shaky line of text.
*This time, I won’t stop you.*
I looked at it for two seconds, then handed the agreement back to my lawyer.
“Submit it to the court.”
My lawyer glanced at the bag.
“And this?”
“File it away with everything else.”
It wasn’t a promise.
It wasn’t a keepsake.
It was just a piece of a past that had long since expired.
The day the court confirmed receipt of the filing, Chloe started a livestream.
She wore a loose white dress, her face pale, both hands resting protectively over her stomach.
On camera, she cried so hard she could barely speak.
“I never destroyed anyone’s marriage.”
“Elara has always hated me.”
“She bribed those men to change their story and used her family’s influence to force Archer to leave me.”
“What happened on the plane was an accident.”
“Archer gave me the beacon because I was injured, not because there was anything improper between us.”
She paused for dramatic effect.
“And now, because of her, Archer has been forced into a psychiatric hospital. Am I and my child next?”
The livestream shot to the top of the trending topics.
Someone sent me the link.
I never opened it.
That afternoon, I had my lawyer send out three sets of documents.
The first was the chat logs from the accomplices, along with the original police file.
The second was the fake medical record Archer had thrown down at the memorial, alongside my real one.
The third was the passenger video from the plane, the flight data recorder’s conclusion, and the FAA report number submitted by Leo.
Each went to its proper destination.
The police. The hospital. The aviation accident investigators.
My lawyer asked if I wanted to send them to the media as well.
“No.”
I turned off my phone.
“The truth doesn’t need to compete with a livestream for an audience.”
Three days later, the hospital’s internal investigation concluded.
The account used to access the fake medical records belonged to the nurse Chloe had mentioned.