Cheers to the New Year and the End of Us

Harry and I met and fell in love in college. We were classmates in the finance program—one of the top-ranked in the country.Most students there had powerful family connections or came from privileged backgrounds, but Harry was different. He got in purely of his own merit and had plans to build everything from the ground up. That grit he carried drew me in instantly, so it wasn't a surprise that we ended up together.I was the one who pursued him, and I learned a lot from him along the way.My family never approved of Harry. In fact, they had already lined up a marriage for me before I'd even graduated. They thought I was just having fun with Harry for the time being and would eventually go back to the path they'd chosen.People were rebellious by nature, but that fire in me had long burned out. Back then, I cut ties with my family and chose Harry. Looking back now, we had been married for three years and together for five. Over those three years, Harry's career had soared with m

"You want a divorce?" To my surprise, Harry didn't explode in anger when he heard those words. Instead, his brow furrowed, confusion flickering across his face."Grace, you have no reason to divorce me. I'm just looking out for Sally because I see her as a sister. Unless there's something else at play here, and you've fallen out of love with me.""Think whatever you want. The divorce is happening." I didn't even glance at him. Arguing now would be pointless.My indifferent tone made Harry's expression change. He thought I was just making a scene again, but it dawned on him that I was being completely serious this time.He reached out and grabbed my arm. "Grace, stop this. Let's just..."I yanked my arm away, disgust flashing across my face. "Don't touch me!"With that, I turned and walked off.Harry stumbled back. Then, he finally lost his temper and shouted after me, "Grace! Where the hell are you going to go after divorcing me? Back to your parents? Don't forget, you cut ties

"Grace, I never thought you were this kind of person. You've already found someone new after the divorce? It hasn't even been a week!"I paused slightly at Harry's accusation. I hadn't expected him to show up at the banquet. With his status, the invitation my father sent out shouldn't have included him. But I didn't have the energy to think too much about it. I coldly answered, "That's still better than cheating."I had no desire to talk to him, so I turned to leave, but Harry grabbed my arm. "Wait! What's your relationship with Mr. Simpson? You both have the same last name. Are you related?"I looked at his panicked face and felt nothing but disappointment. He really was clueless.I had never told him much about my family. I simply never wanted him to feel pressured or worried about where I came from. All he knew was that I had fallen out with my family because of him, and that I came from a decent background. But he had never connected me to my father, Robert Simpson.My paren

"You tried to hurt Grace?" In the interrogation room, Harry stared at Sally in disbelief.After rounds of questioning by the police, her initial denial had completely crumbled. She looked up at him, and the innocence and sweetness vanished from her face. What remained was nothing but malice and contempt.She snapped, "You idiot! Why did you call the police? I thought I could get away with everything using you, but instead, you turned around and got me arrested! What the hell were you thinking, you useless bastard!"Harry stepped back, stunned by Sally's true colors. The two of them immediately started arguing."But you told me it wasn't on purpose!""If I hadn't said that, would you have protected me? You loved it when I acted all helpless and begged you, didn't you?"Still wearing handcuffs, Sally looked more relaxed than ever now that she had dropped the act. She leaned back against the chair, her eyes scanning Harry without any shame. She let out a mocking laugh through he