In the fifth year of our marriage, I received pregnancy test photos from his secretary.

[I'm sorry, Mrs. Vanderbilt. I sent it to the wrong person.]

This wasn't the first time she had made this mistake.

Late on Valentine's Day night, she posted a photo of a tie lying in a trash can.

That was the birthday present I bought for him.

"Let's get a divorce."

I thought he would agree to me readily.

However, his eyes were red.

"In this life, I don't want anyone else except you."

This sentence once had trapped me in my marriage, but now I didn't want my old love or him!

I wanted to let myself go and break free from resentment and hatred.

***

I waited from noon to night.

Still no one responded to the text message I sent Xavier Vanderbilt about divorce.

I called his assistant and found out.

[Mrs. Vanderbilt, Mr. Vanderbilt is attending a dinner party tonight.]

I didn't ask who his female companion was tonight.

After all, three years ago, our mutual schoolmate, Angela Mitchell, joined the company.

From then on, Angela always stood by his side in all activities.

"Mrs. Vanderbilt, dinner parties are so tiring. I can do it from now on."

Xavier was present to listen and expressed his agreement with silence.

At that time, I had just had a miscarriage and really had no energy.

He became busier and busier after that period of time.

I wanted to talk to him, but I had to confirm his schedule with Angela in advance.

In the meantime, I also had a big fight with him about this.

And what he replied to me was bank checks for increasingly larger amounts.

It was like a price was put on his guilt.

To this day, I had done almost all the things that could make people laugh in marriage.

There was nothing to struggle with anymore, I just wanted to be free.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, I didn't receive any news from him, but I did receive news from Angela.

[Mrs. Vanderbilt, Mr. Vanderbilt drank too much tonight and slept in the hotel.]

As usual, she kindly sent me the hotel room number.

There was also a cute and playful emoji.

I raised my head and looked around this huge and deserted villa.

This was bought for me in the second year of our marriage, with the first pot of money he earned.

"Ruby, I promised that I would let you live a life that everyone would envy."

Later, I did become the richest among my classmates.

But I had a choice, I still preferred the small one-bedroom house we lived in when we first got married.

Might it be because the four-year campus love in college finally came to fruition at that time.

And now, this love was finally going to end.

I carried a suitcase and took a taxi away.

I had a rare good night's sleep in the large flat in the city center.

I bought this with the money I saved from my salary.

I had been running the company with him until I had the miscarriage.

I found out I was pregnant after a drinking party.

But it was too late. The child could not be saved after all.

The doctor said that it would be difficult for me to have children of my own in the future.

"Ruby, without children, it's convenient for us to enjoy our own life."

He held me and comforted me all night.

From then on, he asked me to withdraw from the company on the grounds that I needed to rest and recuperate.

And Angela was the one he personally picked out shortly before the drinking party and chosen to work in the company as his secretary.

I also asked him why he chose Angela at first sight among so many younger schoolmates.

"Don't you think she looks a lot like you?

"I believe that if she joins the company, she will be as capable as you."

No.

She was much more capable than I am.

No matter how big or small his matters were, Angela could always arrange them just right.

Before long, our schoolmates in the company all said that Angela was a talent.

Gradually, I became more and more distant from them.

At the same time, Angela completely replaced me in the company.

When I woke up, my phone was still silent.

After some hesitation, I called my best friend, Christina Walker, whom I hadn't contacted for a long time.

"Are you still working at the law firm? I want to do divorce counseling."

Christina was not surprised and quickly handed me a lawyer's business card.

"Yohan Baker?"

"It's me."

In the famous coffee shop, he looked younger than I thought.

Before coming here, I checked the information and found that he had never filed for divorce before.

Sensing my confusion, he looked at me calmly.

"Ms. King, I have indeed never taken on a divorce case.

"But that doesn't mean I won't."

I smiled lightly and got down to business with him.

Suddenly, Xavier came.

He walked past my seat and bought two cups of coffee.

I stopped talking and watched him walk out with two cups of coffee.

Through the glass, I saw him naturally hand one of the cups to Angela who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Was this a coincidence?

I didn't think so.

Angela was always curious about everything.

She would write down all the famous food stores, cafes, and even game halls in the city.

Then she sent them to me and Xavier, saying it would facilitate our date.

When I first received it, I actually persuaded him to try it with me.

"Ruby, the company is just starting out. I really don't have the energy."

After so many times, I stopped mentioning it.

Now, he and Angela seemed so familiar with the shop, as if they were regular customers.

"Ms. King, what happened?" Yohan was a little nervous.

At this time, the coffee I ordered was brought by the waiter.

"Excuse me, does the man who just went out often come here with his girlfriend?"

For some unknown reason, I asked the waiter.

"Yes.

"They come every few days.

"One is steady, the other is lively. They are indeed a good match."

After thanking the waiter, I tasted the coffee. It was indeed good.

I looked up and apologized to Yohan, and then continued the topic of divorce.

It wasn't until I finished talking to Yohan that Xavier called me.

"Ruby, what happened recently?

"I'm sorry I haven't paid attention to you recently.

"When I get home tonight, we'll have a good chat and clear up the misunderstanding."

The problems between us were never recent.

But I still agreed.

He came back in the early morning.

After a moment of silence, he started talking about how busy his work was.

I interrupted him softly.

"I moved out yesterday. Do you know that?"

He was stunned for a moment. "I finished my drinking party too late last night. And I didn't come back because I was afraid of disturbing your sleep."

For some reason, I laughed. "Then do you know what I took away from our room?"