Divorce Him Before We Even Marry - Chapter 1: Chapter 1

I woke up to a second life—this time determined to avoid every single run-in with Ethan.
When he said he wasn't going home for break, I packed my bags and left for the village alone.
He helped Linda rent the house next door, so I moved out.
He chose to stay at the school for work, so I applied to Northwest Industrial University instead.
In my past life, even our own children had begged me to divorce him when we were old—just so that after death, he and Linda, that ill-fated pair, could be buried together.
Staring at my acceptance letter, I nearly broke down.
No one knew I'd been given a second chance.
At the last possible moment, I switched my college application to Northwest Industrial.
Even my teacher was stunned. "Didn't you say your fiancé was staying here? Going so far away—do you really think he'll wait for you?"
At the mention of Ethan, his younger self flashed in my mind—tall, handsome, the golden boy everyone admired.
Truth was, people always thought I'd lucked out. He was ambitious, striking, now a military officer—while I was just the girl who'd stumbled into his life through an outdated betrothal.
I smiled and answered loud enough for the whole room to hear: "Teacher, we live in the age of free love now."
"That engagement? A relic of feudal society. Unacceptable!"
She blinked, then grinned and patted my shoulder, eyes shining with approval.
School was over. I stepped outside, melting into the crowd, finally free.