After Lucas bailed me out of the police station and we were driving home, I asked for a divorce. "Maya, there's a limit to being willful." I looked at Lucas, who was focused on driving, and suddenly smiled. "I've thought it through." "Lucas," I turned my head, my gaze firm, "let's let each other go." Chapter 1 The Maserati pulled over to the side of the road. The atmosphere inside the car dropped to freezing point. "Reason." Lucas gripped the steering wheel, his voice cold as ice. "Give me a reason why you're making a scene again." I looked at Lucas and suddenly felt it was all meaningless. I lowered the window and pointed at the car that had been secretly following us in the rearview mirror. "I bet, in less than ten seconds." "Someone will come looking for you immediately." I started counting down with certainty. "Ten." "Nine." "Eight." Before I could reach seven, a beautiful figure got out of the Porsche behind us. The girl approached with red eyes. "Maya, I really didn't mean to today. I only suggested picking up clothes because I had to accompany Lucas to the gala. I truly didn't know you were sleeping at home, let alone that you'd mistake me for a thief and call the police directly." "This is ultimately my fault. Please don't fight with Lucas because of this. I beg you." "If you're really unhappy," the girl grabbed my hand and aimed it at her own face, "hit me." "Hit me to vent your anger." My hand was being pulled. Just as it was about to hit her. Lucas shouted coldly, "Maya, where are your manners?" "Eaten by dogs?" I just found it laughable. See. I don't have to do anything. Even if I just sit here passively accepting it, it becomes my fault. I pulled my hand back and turned to face Lucas. "Do you understand now?" "Lucas," I seemed to have really stopped crying. It was as if the pain had numbed me to the point of having no emotions. I unbuckled my seatbelt and told him, "This is the reason." "Lucas, let's get a divorce." I opened the car door. Under the shocked yet secretly delighted gaze of Lucas's secretary, I smiled at her. "Congratulations. After inserting yourself into Lucas and my life all these years, you've finally made it." "I don't want Lucas anymore." I turned to leave. Lucas hurriedly got out of the car and grabbed my wrist. "Maya, are you crazy? Do you know that because you called the police today, I missed out on a multi-million dollar project? Just because you said you were scared, I rushed to the police station like a madman, only to find you had my secretary arrested!" "I've put up with you for a long time." "You target Bella at every turn, yet she keeps putting in a good word for you, asking me not to be angry with you and for us to get along! Don't be so ungrateful!" My wrist hurt from his grip, pulling on the scar there, making it hurt even more. I frowned at my already reddened wrist. "Let go!" I yanked my hand away from Lucas, rubbed my aching wrist, raised my hand, and slapped Lucas across the face. "Lucas!" "I've put up with you for a long time too!" Lucas and I had been together for ten years. Even though we had fought, argued, and given each other the silent treatment, I had never embarrassed Lucas in front of outsiders like this. But I didn't want to endure it anymore. I looked at Lucas and got straight to the point. "Let me tell you, when I was hospitalized with a high fever, you were with your secretary saving stray cats and dogs. When my car got rear-ended, you were stargazing with your secretary. Every time something happened to me, you chose your secretary! And today!" I looked at Lucas. "You told your secretary our home's passcode. When I had taken medicine and was ready to sleep! You let your secretary break into our bedroom to get your stuff! After I called the police, you didn't care about me, you just demanded I sign a settlement letter!" "Lucas!" "We are completely done!" Chapter 2 In a fit of anger. I ultimately couldn't control my expression. My carefully maintained composure completely collapsed. I watched Lucas's face change slightly, then turn to a guilty, subconscious explanation. "I didn't know you were back from your business trip! How could I decline Chairman Zhang's invitation? Letting Bella pick up the stuff was a last resort. Why do you have to blow this out of proportion?" "Maya!" Lucas looked at me with disappointment. "Since when did you become so jealous, seizing on shadows and refusing to let go?" "Maya, no man would like you like this!" I really thought I wouldn't cry anymore. At least, from signing the settlement letter at the police station to sitting in the car with Lucas, I had maintained my dignity and the manners I should have. I had even replayed all the memories of Lucas and me in the car. In the end. I made a conclusion. I wanted a dignified ending. But tears still fell uncontrollably because of Lucas's complaints and accusations, like pearls from a broken string, falling no matter what. "Yeah, no man would like me like this." I choked out. "So, I don't need your like either." I wiped my tears and turned to leave, but Bella grabbed my hand. She cried with me, even harder than I did, constantly apologizing and saying sorry. "Maya." "I really didn't mean to. Please don't be mad at Lucas anymore. I'll resign tomorrow, I'll disappear immediately! Lucas really loves you, please don't make him sad, okay?" I hated Bella's fake innocent act the most. Seeing Bella sobbing, my tears stopped instead. I forcefully shook off Bella and cursed. "Get lost!" Bella was thrown to the ground by me and looked up at me in shock. "Maya!" Lucas helped Bella up with heartache, looking at her scraped palm, and roared at me. "Are you crazy! Apologize to Bella!" "Keep dreaming." "Want me to apologize," I looked at Lucas, then at Bella, whose eyes flashed with triumph, and dropped a sentence, "If you don't agree to the divorce, we'll go through litigation." I didn't look back, nor did I care about Bella's sobbing and Lucas's voice coaxing her and calling me crazy behind me. Instead, I took a taxi straight to my best friend's house. My best friend didn't say a word. After taking me inside, she took out dozens of beers saved in the fridge and put them on the table, asking me just one question. "Enough?" I looked at my best friend, and my eyes suddenly turned red. She didn't speak, just opened her arms to me and asked, "Hug?" I completely broke down, crying loudly in her arms. I cried until my voice broke, until my whole body trembled, until I threw up in the toilet. In the end, I told her. "I want a divorce!" "I want a divorce!" "I want Lucas to die a miserable death!" What is the end of love? It's two people who were once so close they were willing to fight the world together turning into opponents wielding knives at each other, determined to fight to the death. It's going from hoping to enter the tomb of marriage and let flowers of love grow from it, to finally realizing the truth that even roses wither. Chapter 3 I stayed at my best friend's house for half a month. During that half month. I saw Bella updating her status on social media every day. In every post, there was a shadow of Lucas. [There's a moon in the sky, and I have a star.] (Note: Lucas's name contains "Xing," meaning star.) The picture was a selfie of Bella, and in the corner, the back of Lucas taking a call in front of a floor-to-ceiling window. [Stars always shine, and I will chase the light.] The picture was a star ring on Bella's hand, refracting a halo under the light, and a hand with distinct knuckles. It was Lucas's. [Star taking me to see the world!] The picture was a first-class cabin. Bella smiling brightly, and a sleeping profile next to her. Item after item. My best friend jumped up in anger, pointing at Bella's post and cursing, "Fck that btch! Is Lucas fcking blind? Can't he see this slt has bad intentions? Even a dog wouldn't believe it!" My best friend was furious. Instead, I seemed calm. I seemed to be almost out of the withdrawal period. Regarding my best friend's rage, I commented calmly. "Lucas knows very well." "Knows very well?" My best friend sat next to me. "What the f*ck, then why does he still say they're innocent?" "In Lucas's view, as long as two people haven't slept in the same bed, they are innocent. After all, he always believes he hasn't cheated." Lucas always held onto that bottom line. So, whenever I threw a tantrum, he always had that line [Bella and I are innocent, it's your heart that's dirty! You see everything as dirty because your heart is dirty] and I would be rendered speechless. Now, looking back at these past events. I've let it go. I reminded my best friend, "The movers are almost here." Lucas and I are getting divorced, and I'm moving out, so naturally, I have to go to the house and take what belongs to me. After all. My mother's belongings are still there. "Good that you've figured it out." My best friend followed me home and waited at the door. I watched Bella's posts and knew Lucas was on a business trip these days. I thought Lucas and I wouldn't meet, but unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the door, I smelled food from the kitchen. When I walked closer, I saw Bella sitting cross-legged at the dining table eating prawns at a glance. Seeing me. Bella's expression froze, like a child who did something wrong, and immediately stood up to call me. "Maya." I looked at Bella wearing my pajamas and slippers, then at Lucas bringing out a dish, his smile freezing, and then speaking stiffly to me, "Have you eaten?" I ignored Lucas's gesture and walked to the bedroom. Suddenly, I froze. My figurines neatly placed on the headboard were all messed up, even the bed was a mess. The wardrobe had obviously been rummaged through, and even the safe in the back had been opened. My heart tightened, and I subconsciously checked the contents of the safe. "Maya..." The safe was empty. Bella stood at the door, her voice so weak I could barely hear: "Sorry, my luggage got lost on the way back with Lucas. He told me to come here and get some clothes to wear first." "I accidentally... opened the safe..." My brain buzzed. I turned around and saw the jade fragments in Bella's hand. My breathing stopped. "I really didn't mean to." "Maya, please!" Bella suddenly lunged at me, then knelt down with a thud in front of me, grabbing my arm, crying. "Please forgive me!" Chapter 4 "I didn't know it was your mother's keepsake! I didn't know, I really didn't know!" Bella grabbed my hand. "Hit me!" "Please!" "Hit me, make me feel better!" Bella was about to kowtow to me. Seeing her head about to hit the ground, suddenly a hand came between us. Lucas held her forehead, pulled up the trembling Bella, and looked at me lightly. "The dead cannot be brought back to life. Things are just inanimate objects. There's no need to make things difficult for the living because of dead things. Bella already knows she was wrong." Lucas's tone was flat, as if this was a very, very small matter. And I was a very, very narrow-minded person. He protected Bella in a protective stance, telling me. "Stop making things difficult for Bella. Her psychological burden is already heavy enough." I couldn't say a word, didn't even express an attitude. As long as Bella acted pitiful, everything was my fault. From Bella stealing my earrings, to Bella taking my paintings, to Bella smashing my wedding photo with Lucas, to Bella barging into my home, my territory, and now, breaking the last thing my mother left me. Lucas was still telling me to forgive, telling me to be magnanimous. My brain kept buzzing, my throat tightened, and the trembling of my fingertips betrayed my lack of calm. I turned to look at Bella, who was still shedding tears in Lucas's arms, walked directly to her, and in front of Lucas, grabbed Bella's hair and slammed her hard against the wall. Then, amidst Bella's broken scream, I kicked her knee. She really knelt in front of me this time. "That's not how you kowtow." I stepped on Bella's knee with one foot and grabbed her head with one hand, slamming it heavily on the ground. A violent impact sounded. I heard Bella scream, watched bright red blood seep from her forehead, and told her, "This is called kowtowing and admitting mistakes!" My eyes were red. I grabbed Bella's head and was about to slam it down again, but Lucas grabbed my wrist. He forcefully stopped my movement and looked at me gloomily. "Let go!" "Dream on!" Lucas raised another hand to pin me down, then forcefully pried my fingers open. Watching my nails almost being broken, I frowned in pain, but he seemed unaware, still prying my hand open bit by bit, warning me. "Don't go too far, Maya!" Too far? I looked at Lucas and laughed in anger, "Lucas, the difference between humans and animals is that humans can think and distinguish right from wrong. Humans have moral constraints, not just relying on passion to decide unconditional protection!" "Since you decided to protect Bella!" "Fine!" Ignoring my nails being broken and blood flowing from my fingertips, while Lucas was stunned, I endured the excruciating pain and scratched Bella's face hard. Accompanied by my nail completely breaking. And the face of Bella that appeared in dozens of my social media feeds every day was ruined together. Bella completely broke down. I laughed out loud completely. "What is this!" "This is karma!" "Let me tell you, Lucas," I looked at Lucas's incredulous expression, then at Bella covering her face and screaming like a chicken, reminding him, "I've never been a kind person! You should have known!" "Lucas!" "You've completely pissed me off!" "Let me tell you!" "If I don't ruin you! My name isn't Lin!"
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