Chapter 1- Let's Divorce 

It was a summer night in A city.

Eliza Moore stood on the balcony of the mansion looking at the red Mazda RX-8. that just drove into the yard. 

Even though the lights inside the car were not on, she could clearly see a pair of bright and tender arms on a man's shoulder and wrapped around his neck.

They kissed lovingly as if they did not mind that someone was peeping at them. 

No, Eliza should not be a peeper, but a spectator instead. 

The man snuck into the woman's white dress, and it could be seen that his movements were suggestive and skilful. 

This is obviously not his first time. 

The woman lifted her chin and revealed her beautiful neck. Her eyes shot deliberately in Eliza's direction and her bright red lips curved provocatively. 

"AAHHH…"

She moaned deliberately, which made the man more passionate.  

Eliza looked at them coldly. 

When she first saw it, she may have felt heartbreaking, suffering and desperate. 

But for the second time, the third time... her heart had already been numbed when the scene had become so common and when they trysted from the hotel to this house, and even in the master's bedroom that Eliza personally decorated. 

Eliza had humbly begged and wished he would stay with her, but in vain. 

But tonight everything came to an end.

Eliza stared at them until they were done.

When the man finally got out of the car with a satisfied face, she turned around and left the balcony.

The trio met face to face in the living room.

The man immediately frowned when he saw Eliza and his face full of impatience.

"What is the problem?"

"Henry Young, let's divorce."

"Divorce?"

Henry sneered as if he heard a joke.

He tilted his head and kissed the lips of the woman in his arms with an expression full of tenderness, and he frivolously licked the corner of her mouth.

Only then did he turn to Eliza and say word for word:

"Stop dreaming!"

"Why?"

Eliza could no longer keep her calm expression.

She thought Henry was trying to force her to divorce by sleeping with her half-sister over and over again.

Eliza used to be silly because she was reluctant to give up the relationship that had formed since her childhood with Henry, and thought that Nicole Moore bewitched him.

But now that she was thinking about it and would like to file for divorce, she did not expect to receive such an answer.

"Why? You are asking me why?"

Henry stared at Eliza with hateful eyes and a disgusting face,

"Eliza, because you are brave enough to betray me, you must accept my revenge. I will not divorce you, and I will not touch you! Not only that, I also want you to look at me and Nicole lingering. I want you to see how sweet our love would be"

"Henry, what did I do wrong?"

They have known each other since childhood.

They grew up together and had fallen in love when they were adults. Both of them were looking forward to getting married.

But the happiness Eliza dreamed of was the beginning of her nightmare.

She didn't even know what she had done wrong.

"Do not pretend to be innocent in front of me. It disgusts me!"

Henry sneered coldly, then hugged Nicole's waist and went out:

"Honey, it's just you and me at home tonight."

"Okay, I'll cook some delicious food for you."

Nicole's sweet voice made Eliza feel sick.

Eliza smiled bitterly, after a long moment with her pale face.

"Can't I even divorce?" thought Eliza.

In this case, why would she continue to be a fool!

Eliza smiled coldly and went upstairs.

By the time she got down, she had already changed her clothes.

There were no longer any conservative casual clothes. Instead, a sexy short hip skirt. The fiery red color looked like flames.

She no longer wanted to seek her own downfall.

Tonight she chose to let herself bloom proudly.

After half an hour.

Eliza ignored all the amazement gazes of the people around her, went into a bar and sat down.

"Give me a glass of sleepless night please…"