My ex-husband asked me to find a male lover

"Emily Thompson, what do you intend for our divorce? Shall I introduce you to a wealthier suitor? Perhaps your prospects of marrying him are slim, but if you were to entertain the role of mistress, he would surely oblige out of deference to me! Besides, he would provide you with ample funds! There's no need for you to cling to me; after all, I don't give you an allowance!" The man's eyes blazed with fury, a stark contrast to his elegant stature and handsome visage.

Standing opposite Emily Thompson, a forced smile played on her lips. "Benjamin Mitchell, is this the husband you've become?"

"Husband? Don't address me so! There's no love between us!" Benjamin Mitchell retorted sarcastically.

"But you promised when we married..." Emily Thompson's lips trembled with unspoken words.

Annoyed, Benjamin Mitchell tugged at his collar. He begrudgingly admitted that Emily's demure countenance could easily evoke sympathy, owing to her undeniable beauty.

But!

Having truly known Emily Thompson, he knew this was not her true nature!

Emily Thompson was a tigress waiting to pounce!

What man would desire a fierce tigeress when they could have a delicate flower in their arms?

Hence—

He withdrew a pre-filled cheque from his wallet, tossing it before Emily Thompson with a haughty lift of his chin. "Emily Thompson, you're not young anymore, yet you remain untouched. It's embarrassing. This money is for your deflowering. Tonight, seek out a top-tier paramour!"

For three years of their relationship, he had searched daily for evidence of Emily Thompson's infidelity, but—

At twenty-six, Emily Thompson showed no interest in romance and had no intimate connections with other men, thwarting his efforts to catch her in the act!

Since he couldn't catch her in the act, he would provide her with a man!

Emily Thompson accepted the cheque. As she beheld the figure of one million, a pang of bitterness flooded her heart.

But in the next moment, her eyes sparkled. Turning to Benjamin Mitchell, she wore a smile devoid of previous grievances, exuding confidence. "Benjamin Mitchell, if I choose to lie with another, it will only be with the most extraordinary man in the world. Your meager offering is insufficient even for a down payment. Once you've paid in full, then perhaps I'll entertain the thought. For now, I'll take this money and bid you farewell!"

With that, Emily Thompson departed without further ado.

This abrupt turn of events incensed Benjamin Mitchell, who chased after Emily Thompson and seized her arm in anger. "Emily Thompson, return the money to me!"

He hadn't anticipated Emily Thompson accepting the money but refusing to comply!

"Once it's in my hands, what reason do I have to return it to you? Thanks for the first allowance in three years, goodbye!" Emily Thompson shrugged off Benjamin Mitchell's grasp and whistled as she walked away, in high spirits.

Enraged, Benjamin Mitchell yelled, "Emily Thompson, this isn't over between us!"

After his outburst, Benjamin Mitchell stormed off in frustration.

Hearing his voice, Emily Thompson's watery eyes blinked. Not over between them?

She thought she didn't want a divorce from him?

Seeing him flaunting his affairs outside, she wanted a divorce immediately!!!

But...

Suddenly, at that moment—

The sharp sound of tires scraping against the ground rang out, followed by a gust of wind striking Emily Thompson's legs. Coupled with her high heels—she rarely wore them—she stumbled and fell spectacularly to the ground.

Rubbing her aching knees, tears glistened in Emily Thompson's eyes.

"A staged fall?" A cold voice echoed above Emily Thompson's head.

Raising her misty eyes, Emily Thompson beheld a tall young man, his face more captivating than that of a top-tier international female star, leading one to question his gender.

If not for his masculine voice, she might have mistaken this exquisitely beautiful person for a short-haired beauty.

But!!!

What if he was handsome?

He collided with her and accused her of staging a fall!

A flash of fierceness gleamed in her eyes as she began to cry out loudly, "Oh, someone's been hit! Call for help!"

"What's with all the fuss?!" With these words, the enigmatic young man retrieved an Italian handcrafted leather wallet, impatiently pulled out a bundle of red bills, and tossed them at Emily Thompson.

Today was truly unfortunate; he had just taken his brother William Turner out for dinner when this staged fall occurred!

William Turner's time was worth millions per second; he had no intention of wasting time with such a tasteless woman!

As Emily Thompson continued to cry out, she also picked up handfuls of red bills from her purse.

Twenty-six years ago, she lacked nothing but money!

Today, money rained down from the sky, whether it was the one-million cheque from Benjamin Mitchell or the red bills floating from above!

Picking up the money!

It seemed Emily Thompson's fortunes had finally turned! After adversity comes prosperity!

Although her mood was uplifted, however—

This handsome, enigmatic man dared to use money to 'humiliate' her; she would never let it go without a fight!

"Who wants your filthy money! Come and see, someone's been hit, and yet he uses money to insult me! How despicable! Is money all it takes to be impressive? Does hitting someone not warrant an apology?!" Emily Thompson shouted, but the money was already stuffed into her bag.

Ridiculous! Would she ever take out the money once it was in her hands?

Onlookers began to increase, pointing fingers at the enigmatic man.

When the enigmatic man threw money at Emily Thompson, no one saw it, nor did they see Emily Thompson stuffing the money into her bag. All they saw was Emily Thompson holding a red bill in her hand and crying out, her knees visibly scraped and swollen.

Brave and resentful bystanders immediately sided with Emily Thompson, berating the enigmatic man. "How could you behave this way! Do you think you're impressive just because you have some money? You hit someone and only offer a hundred bucks; do you know how difficult it is to get into a hospital now? Medical expenses are exorbitant! Just for a little girl's scraped knee, a hundred bucks won't even cover a bandage! If her wound doesn't heal properly and leaves a scar, you've ruined her life!"

"Rich people are still stingy and refuse to take responsibility. Go back to your mother's milk!"

...

Hearing these words, Emily Thompson's watery eyes shimmered with a crystalline gleam. Her hand, now inside her purse, counted the bills handed to her by the enigmatic man, tears still streaming down her cheeks.

'16, 17, 18...'

As the crowd around the enigmatic man grew, he refused to accept the tarnishing of his reputation and retaliated. However, with so many harboring resentment towards the wealthy, tensions escalated, and a confrontation seemed imminent.

Suddenly, the door of a luxurious and sleek Aston Martin, parked on the side, swung open. All eyes turned as one to the man stepping out of the car.