Accidentally Yours, My Super Rich Second Husband-Chapter 220: Leaving the Past Behind

The car glided through the city streets, its tinted windows shielding the couple inside from the world outside. The dim glow of passing streetlights illuminated the interior in brief flashes, casting soft shadows over Evander and Delphinia as they sat in comfortable silence. The distant hum of traffic was a stark contrast to the lively wedding they had just left behind.

Delphinia leaned back against the plush leather seat, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips. The bitter expressions of the Robinsons, especially Gregory and Marissa, were more than enough to bring her satisfaction. She had walked into that wedding with her head held high, standing next to the most powerful man in the room. They never expected it—never imagined that the woman they had discarded would return in such a manner.

Evander, one hand on the steering wheel, glanced at her from the corner of his eye before turning his full attention toward her. "Are you tired?" he asked softly.

Delphinia shook her head, her fingers absently resting over her abdomen. "No," she said, her voice steady. "Our baby and I are strong."

Delphinia’s fingers trailed along the cool surface of the diamond necklace resting against her collarbone. The extravagant piece shimmered under the faint light inside the car, a testament to Evander’s wealth and status. She let out a soft chuckle, tilting her head slightly.

"Though, I have to say," she mused, her fingertips grazing the jewels, "this necklace really made my neck work extra tonight."

Evander let out a low laugh, his hand momentarily leaving the wheel to adjust his cufflinks. "Is that so?" he teased, amusement flickering in his voice. "I suppose we should’ve picked something lighter."

Delphinia smirked, turning toward him slightly. "Oh, no. If I had to endure an evening surrounded by those people, I might as well do it looking expensive."

Evander shot her a knowing glance. "Ah, so you do admit it was for dramatic effect."

"Of course," she said, feigning innocence. "The Robinsons already despise me. It would’ve been a waste not to make them seethe a little more."

Evander chuckled, his fingers tapping idly against the steering wheel. "I think you more than succeeded. Did you see Gregory’s face? He looked like he swallowed a lemon."

"And Marissa?" Delphinia grinned. "I thought she was going to burst a blood vessel. And then there was Sandra." She shook her head with a sigh. "The way she glared at me, you’d think I personally robbed her of something precious."

Evander hummed in thought. "Well, considering how badly she wanted to marry me, in her mind, you did."

Delphinia frowned, turning fully toward him. "That’s the first I’m hearing of it," she said, her brows knitting together. "Sandra wanted to marry you?"

Evander glanced at her briefly before returning his focus to the road. "Yeah," he said casually, as if it were nothing worth mentioning. "Gregory tried to arrange it. He were practically throwing her at me."

She scoffed, crossing her arms. "That’s... disgusting."

He smirked. "Tell me about it."

Delphinia shook her head, her mind racing as she recalled every interaction she’d ever had with Sandra. She had always known that woman was ambitious, but to think she had actively tried to sink her claws into Evander? It left a sour taste in her mouth.

"And here I thought her hatred toward me was just because of Kai," Delphinia muttered. "But now it makes sense. She probably thought I had stolen from her—twice."

Evander chuckled, a deep, rich sound. "Sandra thinks far too highly of herself. As if I’d ever have any interest in a woman like that."

Delphinia tilted her head, watching him with narrowed eyes. "And why’s that?" she asked, her tone light but expectant.

Evander glanced at her again, this time with a lazy smirk. "Because she’s not you."

A slow smile spread across her lips as warmth curled in her chest. She let out a small hum of approval, tapping her fingers against the armrest. "Good answer."

He chuckled. "It’s the truth."

She leaned in slightly, her gaze playful yet firm. "Well, it better be. Because the only woman for Evander Walton is me."

A fond smile curved Evander’s lips as he reached over, cupping her cheek with his warm hand. His thumb gently brushed over her skin, his touch tender. "Well said, my wife," he murmured, eyes full of warmth and admiration.

Delphinia let out a soft chuckle, leaning into his touch before looking out the window. The cityscape blurred past them, but her mind wasn’t focused on the present. Memories—dark and bitter—floated to the surface. Her marriage to Kai, the way she had been treated like nothing, as if she were invisible, disposable. Every snide remark, every moment of neglect, every betrayal—she had endured it all.

And then came the divorce.

At first, all she had wanted was revenge. She had dreamt of making them kneel before her, to beg for her forgiveness, to realize the weight of their mistakes. And in a way, she had achieved it. Seeing the Robinson family struggle, watching Gregory’s carefully crafted plans crumble, and witnessing the look in Kai’s eyes as he saw her standing beside Evander Walton—it had given her a sense of victory.

But as time passed, the fire of vengeance had dimmed.

She had Evander now. She had their baby. Her happiness was real, tangible. Did she really need to waste any more of her energy thinking about people who no longer mattered?

"I know," Evander said suddenly, his voice breaking through her thoughts. "Seeing those awful people might bring back bad memories. But don’t let them take up space in your mind. They don’t deserve it."

Delphinia turned to him, meeting his steady gaze. His eyes, deep and filled with unwavering love, anchored her back to the present. She exhaled slowly, letting the tension that had unknowingly crept into her shoulders fade away.

"No," she said firmly. "I won’t think about them anymore. Tonight was the last time."

A satisfied smirk tugged at the corner of Evander’s lips. "Good," he said simply.

The rest of the drive was peaceful. Delphinia rested her head against the seat, feeling a comforting warmth settle within her. The past didn’t define her anymore. She had fought her way out of the shadows, and now, she was basking in the light of a new future.

As the city lights twinkled outside, Delphinia made a silent promise to herself.

Right. No more looking back. The past no longer mattered.