Chapter 7
I knew he was just throwing out threats, but I had made up my mind. I was getting a divorce.
A few days after that, Quintus showed up again.
When he saw me, there was a brief moment of shock on his face.
“You’ve changed so much,” he murmured, almost in awe.
I smiled and nodded. “Of course. I don’t have to sit around waiting for your messages anymore. I can finally do whatever I want.”
The lobby of my apartment building had a massive mirror, and I glanced at my reflection. I was slender and well–proportioned, and my naturally glowing complexion stood out against the black dress I wore, making me look even more elegant. I looked
nothing like the woman I used to be.
Quintus, on the other hand, appeared a little downcast.
I had seen the screenshots my friend sent me from Vanessa’s social media. Ever since I exposed him at the press conference,
Quintus had been under fire. Instead of standing by him, Vanessa pressured him to finalize the divorce and marry her
immediately.
She even threatened him in public, saying, “Don’t tell me you’re still thinking of going back to her. Have you forgotten? I have
plenty of dirt on you.”
Quintus had recklessly spent money on gifts to please Vanessa until he ran into financial trouble. In the end, he resorted to taking kickbacks and falsifying accounts to cover his losses. However, Vanessa wasn’t naive. She had kept every incriminating call log
and message.
Quintus refused to let her blackmail him forever. “Can’t you be a little understanding? How can I marry you right now? Do you
want me to throw away my entire career?”
Vanessa didn’t care. She regularly caused scenes, even at his company.
She would shout in the lobby, “Quintus, you heartless man! I’m carrying your child! You can’t just ignore me.”
However, none of that mattered to me.
All I cared about was the divorce. There was no going back.
I had no interest in small talk, so I got straight to the point.
“Thanks for the compliment, but let’s discuss the divorce. I may not have earned as much as you, but I dedicated years of my life to our marriage. I hope you take that into account. I’m not greedy. I just want what’s rightfully mine.”
At the mention of divorce, Quintus fell silent.
After a long pause, he finally looked at me. “Do you really want to get a divorce? I thought by now you’d have cooled down. I love
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you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have married you. Haven’t I been good to you all these years?”
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I opened my phone and clicked into Vanessa’s Twitter. There were plenty of posts subtly showcasing her relationship. I pointed to
each one.
“This hand is yours, right? On my birthday, you said you had to go on a business trip, but you took Vanessa to the mountaintop to
watch the meteor shower while I stayed up all night, unable to reach you.”
I let out a mocking laugh and went on, “And this necklace–you gave it to her, didn’t you? You told me it was for an important
client. To help you, I handed over the emerald necklace my grandmother left me. After my family went bankrupt, it was the most
valuable thing we had. I gave it to you without hesitation, and you turned around and gave it to Vanessa.”
They had even gone to Wisland to see the aurora.
That was something I had dreamed of doing with him when I was young.
However, Quintus always told me that they were just friends and that nothing physical had ever happened between them.
I never imagined that one day he would be here, begging me not to divorce him.
He said he loved me. He claimed Vanessa had tricked him.
According to him, she was the one who seduced him.
