Knox came home at three in the morning.
He was completely wasted, clothes disheveled, reeking of alcohol, stumbling as he tried to embrace me.
I frowned and dodged him, but he caught my wrist.
Next second, his boozy breath hit my face: “Happy anniversary, babe. Look what I got you.”
He pulled a jewelry box from his pocket and opened it in front of me–it was the Graff Diamonds jewelry set I’d been eyeing for months.
But my eyes quickly fell on the two empty spots in the box.
Knox scratched his head sheepishly: “Piper accidentally saw it, and she really liked the bracelet and ring. She insisted on taking them.”
“I figured you already have plenty of bracelets and rings, so I let her have them…”
When I didn’t take it, he tried to force the box into my hands, his tone reassuring: “Babe, don’t be mad. If you really want them, I’ll buy you another set, okay?”
Yet I just stepped back, letting the jewelry box clatter to the floor.
Knox paused, pressed his lips together to control his temper, then forced a smile: “Babe, I was wrong today. I’m sorry.”
“I shouldn’t have invited so many people on our anniversary. But look what I got!”
With that, he pulled out a small cherry cake from behind his back.
I stared at the cake, memories flooding back…
The day we got together, he had given me a cherry cake too.
Since then, we’d promised to celebrate every important occasion with cherry cake.
In that moment, fragments of everything we’d experienced together over the years flashed before my eyes.
I sighed and finally accepted it.
Fine. I’ll forgive him one last time.
Seeing me unwrap the cake, Knox’s face lit up with a huge smile.
As he fed me a bite, he cautiously began: “Babe, Piper just got back and hasn’t found an apartment yet…”
“She wants to stay with us for a few days. Is that okay?”
“She promised she won’t cause you any trouble!”
The sickly sweet taste in my mouth suddenly made me nauseous.
I rushed to the bathroom and couldn’t help throwing up.
Knox followed anxiously, patting my back: “What’s wrong? Babe.”
I forcibly pushed his hand away, went to the table and smashed everything on it.
I looked at him, my eyes red: “Yes, she can stay!
“I’ll go!”
Knox’s expression instantly changed, his voice rising: “What are you making a scene about now? I told you it’s temporary! You’re walking out over something this trivial?”
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Chapter 2
His contorted face reflected in my eyes, but this time, the light fit my eyes had completely extinguished.
I shook my head and forced a bleak smile: “Let’s get divorced.”
Knox clearly hadn’t expected me to say that.
He exploded with rage, violently kicking over the coffe
“Riley, are you fucking mental? You’re really pushi
it!”
