Back to Where Our Dreams Began

My manager, Matteo Webster, was surprised when he received my application."Tyler, you worked so hard to come here before. Why are you thinking about going back to Myrthia now?"I forced a bitter smile and looked down. "My parents are there. It's better if I go back."Just then, my wife, Nyra Sinclair, pushed the door open and walked in. She frowned as soon as she heard that. "Who's going back?"I didn't answer her. I chatted with Matteo for a bit before hanging up.When I turned around, Nyra was staring at me. "Who did you say is going back?"I replied vaguely, "A coworker's applying to transfer back to Myrthia."Nyra smirked, clearly mocking me. "I thought you were the one applying to go back. But then again, you worked so hard to be with me. There's no way you'd leave now."As she said that, she reached out and wrapped her arm around my waist. "Honey, once Jacob gets his green card, we should have a baby."Nyra always played this carrot-and-stick game. But this time, I wasn

I replied casually, "Oh, I just stepped out to grab something to eat."At that moment, Jacob showed up with Zoe. "Tyler, Zoe said she wants to go for a barbecue. If you don't mind, come along. Consider it my way of making it up to you.""I don't like—"Before I could finish, Nyra jumped in and agreed for me.Then, she told me to go start the car.Since I'd already decided to leave, I didn't want to argue with her, so I went along and headed to the garage.When I pulled the car out, Nyra naturally slid into the backseat with Jacob and Zoe.Only after the engine was running did she realize the situation and nervously explain, "Zoe's still little and pretty attached to me. That's why—"Seeing the picture-perfect family of three in the rearview mirror, I cut Nyra off impatiently. "It's better if you sit together. The front passenger seat is dangerous."Nyra looked stunned by my words because it was something she had said to me before.When we'd argued about the front passenger se

My words made Nyra's eyes go wide."Divorce?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Tyler, you want to divorce me?"I shook the divorce agreement in my hand, showing her my signature.Without warning, Nyra grabbed the document from me and tore it to shreds before snarling, "I'm not divorcing you! We'll have another baby in the future. Honey, we're not getting divorced!"Suddenly, Jacob dropped to his knees. "Tyler, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Nyra only went through with the abortion because of Zoe. If you're mad, blame me. I—"Before he could finish, I yanked him off the floor and landed a hard punch across his face.Jacob covered his face and looked at me with defiance, but there was nothing he could do."You think I won't hit you, like I used to?"Maybe my gaze was too blunt, because Jacob, for once, lowered his head.Nyra instinctively stepped in front of Jacob. Her voice was full of irritation as she said, "Don't drag anyone else into this. The abortion was my decision. Don't

Without thinking, I nodded. "I understand you."Nyra's smile had just started to form when I continued, "So, divorce is the best choice. If we divorce, Jacob will get his green card, and Zoe won't lose her mom. After all, a kid can't be without her mom."Nyra refused to give up. "I just wanted a fake divorce. How could you—""But I've decided to divorce you for real." I cut her off without hesitation."When you have the time, pack up your things and leave."Before she could respond, I added, "Nyra, the living room is under surveillance. If you don't want Zoe to get into trouble, you'd better sign the divorce agreement."Nyra didn't expect me to use Zoe as leverage. She opened her mouth a few times but couldn't say anything.Eventually, she found an excuse and fled.Watching her hurriedly leave, I felt no sorrow. In fact, I was irritated by her persistent meddling.…For the next few days, Nyra avoided me completely.I didn't look for her either. Instead, I packed up everythi

Nyra went to the office to look for me, only to be told by Matteo that I had already applied for a transfer back to Myrthia.She trembled as she asked when I had submitted the application.Without hesitation, Matteo answered, "The day of his birthday."As Nyra left my office, the events of my birthday began to play on a loop in her mind.She couldn't get it. On that day, she had forgotten my birthday and brought up the idea of a fake divorce. Why did I suddenly decide to go back home?Nyra felt there had to be something she didn't know. She needed to get the full story from me.That same day, she bought a ticket back to Myrthia.But after landing, Nyra couldn't remember where my parents lived. She had to use the same trick—going to my office to ask.My coworkers told her I was on vacation.Nyra tried to contact my friends but found none of them in her phone contacts. She didn't even have my parents' numbers.At that moment, Nyra realized she didn't know anything about me.Sh