She stepped into the building, ignoring those three behind her.
The night fell.
Dorothy packed up all her belongings into two big suitcases and put them in the walk–in closet.
Her gaze fell upon her wedding photo with Dwayne, in which she similed brightly in her white wedding dress, taking his arm while he stood beside her with a straight face.
Back then, she had thought he seldom smiled.
It was the only photo they took together, and she cherished it a lot.
But now, as she looked at it, she just felt ironic,
It was not like he didn’t smile.
It was just that she didn’t deserve his smiles.
She picked up the frame, took one last look at it, and tossed it into one of the paper boxes, leaving it with the rest of the dumped items in the walk–in closet.
As she walked out of the bedroom, she heard sounds coming from the living room.
Dwayne was back.
Walking into the living room, she saw Dwayne hanging his coat on the rack in the entryway and changing his shoes.
Taking a deep breath, she walked toward him. “Don’t you think you owe me some explanation?”
Why did he arrange for Sonia and Brenden to live at Tranquility Apartments, tog?
Dwayne loosened his tie and glanced at her, his gaze cold. “About what?
“Tranquility Apartments is close to the hospital. Since you can live here, why can’t they?”
He draped his tie over his elbow and looked at her. “You already have what you want. Don’t push your luck.”
His words broke Dorothy’s heart.
Was she? Pushing her luck?
That made sense. To him, she already schemed her way into being his wife, and targeting Sonia and Brenden indeed seemed she was pushing her luck.
Just as Dwayne was going to go back to the room, she stopped him. “Let’s talk.”
He stopped in his tracks, turned around a bit impatiently, and looked at her indifferently. “What do you want now?”
11-& Mu CEO Husband. His Empire Fell
2.6%
A divorce.
She slowly took off her wedding ring and clutched it tightly. “I’m setting you free.”
(8)
