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Chapter 4

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Dante fell silent.

I knew why.

He was thinking about which identity would be safest to give me.

I held my hand out to Camille first.

“Serafina Vescari.”

“I’m going through a divorce right now, so I came to ask Dante for a little help.”

I could see Dante relax slightly.

He picked up my excuse without hesitation.

“Her father hasn’t been in great health lately. He wants her back in Chicago for a while.”

Camille nodded.

But her eyes still moved between the two of us several times.

Then she gently slipped her arm around Dante’s.

“Are we interrupting something?”

Dante glanced at me instinctively.

Like he was checking my reaction.

I only shook my head calmly.

“No.”

“It’s almost over anyway.”

Camille looked back at me almost immediately.

“You’re getting divorced too?”

I smiled faintly.

“My husband is in love with someone else.”

Dante froze for a second and looked at me.

Camille only smiled softly.

“I understand that.”

“But things get better eventually.”

Then she looked up at Dante, her eyes warm.

“Dante really helped me a lot.”

“I honestly don’t think I could’ve gotten through my divorce without him.”

I nodded lightly.

Yeah.

He helped a lot.

Especially the hardest part.

He had already signed my divorce papers for me.

After that, Dante drove Camille away.

I turned around and went home.

Four hours before boarding.

I cleared every last thing of mine out of the house.

Three hours before boarding.

I edited together all the videos I had filmed earlier that day.

Two hours before boarding.

I finished editing the video, opened the screen recording on my phone, pointed the camera at myself, and pressed record.

Then I picked up my suitcase and closed the door behind me.

The only thing left on the nightstand was Dante’s copy of the divorce papers.

My plane had already taken off.

Meanwhile, Dante finally came home.

The living room was quiet.

Instinctively, he looked around.

The couch. The wine cabinet. The kitchen.

Every trace of me was gone.

Dante frowned.

A strange emptiness suddenly crawled up his chest.

He walked upstairs quickly.

Opened the walk-in closet.

Half of it was empty too.

And only then did Dante finally realize something.

I said I was shipping things back to Chicago.

But I had cleared out far too much.

He turned around abruptly.

Almost tore through the entire house looking for me.

But there was no one there.

Finally, he pushed open the bedroom door.

A phone sat quietly on the nightstand.

Beside it were the signed divorce papers.

Dante stared at the phone.

It was the same one I had been carrying around at the university earlier that day.

He picked it up and pressed play.

The first thing on the screen was the entrance to the law school.

I stood beneath the steps and smiled softly.

“Dante, do you remember this place?”

“You used to wait here for me after class every day.”

“Everyone thought you were some young politician or a Wall Street lawyer.”

“But really, you had just finished handling that Brooklyn shooting for my father.”

“There was blood on your cuff, and you still dared to come pick me up.”

The camera shifted slightly.

Then landed on the library.

“You always sat in the farthest corner.”

“Pretending to read legal files while actually handling business for the Vescari family.”

“One time, I snuck over and kissed you.”

“You didn’t even look up. You only said one thing.”

Lowering my voice, I copied Dante’s tone.

“Serafina. Stop it.”

I laughed first in the video.

But slowly, the smile faded.

The camera moved to the rose wall at the end of the running track.

“You used to wait for me here.”

“Back then, I really thought that if I ran toward you, you’d always catch me.”

The screen stayed silent for a long time.

Only the sound of the wind remained.

At the very end, I smiled faintly.

“So I was wrong.”

The final clip was the video I had recorded before leaving.

“Dante, I can’t believe we’ve known each other for ten years.”

“Seven years of loving you. Three years of marriage.”

“I really thought that if I stayed long enough, you would eventually love me a little too.”

“But some things can’t be earned no matter how hard you try.”

“So I’m letting you go.”

“And I’m finally letting myself go too.”

I fell silent for a moment.

Then I said only one last thing.

“Dante Valieri, we’re divorced.”

My palm covered the camera.
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  • He Signed Our Divorce Without Looking   Chapter 10

    The wind by the lake was cold.I sat on the bench, staring at the calm water in the distance.Dante sat beside me.Neither of us spoke.Honestly, everything that needed to be said had already ended back in New York.And yet, he still wouldn’t leave.Like he was trying to drag time out.But I didn’t understand what there was left to drag on for.Finally, he spoke in a low voice.“Is Chicago always this cold?”I answered calmly,“Haven’t you been here before?”The air suddenly went quiet.Dante looked completely caught off guard.Because in the past, he had never come to Chicago for me.He came for my father.To handle business.To clean up problems.And I had only ever been the little girl he looked at in passing.Dante lowered his head and gave a faint smile.“It’s been a long time.”I didn’t respond.The wind by the lake stayed quiet.But he still didn’t move.Until finally, I turned to look at him.“Do you still need something?”Dante’s throat moved slightly.“Serafina.”“Can we…”“N

  • He Signed Our Divorce Without Looking   Chapter 9

    The call was from Camille.Dante stared at her name for a long time.But eventually, he still answered.“Dante, are you free tomorrow?”“There are still some things I haven’t finished moving into my new apartment.”“Can you come help me?”The living room stayed silent.“I’m not going, Camille.”The other side went quiet for two seconds.“And don’t contact me anymore.”Camille was clearly stunned.“Why?”Dante leaned back into the couch.For the first time,he finally said those words out loud.“Because I’m married.”“I don’t want my wife to misunderstand.”The moment the words left his mouth,Dante suddenly felt lighter than he ever had before.Finally, he didn’t have to lie to himself anymore.All these years, what he had been holding onto was never some unforgettable love.It was only an obsession he couldn’t let go of from his youth.The person who had truly become part of his life had always been only one woman.On the other end of the line, Camille still sounded shocked.“Married?

  • He Signed Our Divorce Without Looking   Chapter 8

    At four in the morning, Dante lay there half asleep.Instinctively, he reached toward the other side of the bed.And touched nothing.Only then did he slowly wake up.I had already been gone for ten days.He knew he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep again.So he got up.Stopped outside the study door.For one stupid second, he actually hoped that when he opened it, I would still be there like before, hugging a pillow, curled up on the couch waiting for him.But how could that possibly happen?The door opened.The room was empty.No one would wait for him anymore.Dante walked back into the living room.The signed divorce papers still sat on the coffee table.Beside them was the phone I had left behind.The screen was cracked.He had watched the video so many times he had already lost count.Every single time, it felt like someone sliced his chest open all over again.And still, he couldn’t stop watching it.Suddenly, the phone vibrated once.At this hour?Who would be contacting him now?

  • He Signed Our Divorce Without Looking   Chapter 7

    I went upstairs and opened the cabinet that had always been locked.Inside was an old baseball bat.The first day I met Dante,I had been holding that bat when I ran excitedly downstairs.Back then, my father had just brought Dante home.His parents had died in a gang purge.A teenage boy stood in the middle of our living room.Covered in wounds.The hatred in his eyes was colder than the ice on Lake Michigan.My father sent him to school with me.Under one condition only.He had to protect me.He wasn’t allowed to let me cry.But Dante barely acknowledged me at all.I could say ten sentences, and he might not answer even one.Later, my school club held a baseball game.Our team lost horribly.I got so angry that I slammed my bat onto the ground.Everyone around us was laughing.That was when Dante, who had been waiting outside the fence the entire time, suddenly walked onto the field.He casually picked up the baseball bat from the ground.Only swung a few times.And the entire score

  • He Signed Our Divorce Without Looking   Chapter 6

    He picked up his phone, ready to call my father.But the moment Don’s number appeared on the screen,Dante suddenly stopped.How was he supposed to explain this?Explain that he had married Don’s daughter years ago.And hidden the marriage for three years.Explain that he had personally signed the divorce papers.Explain that he had lost me.Dante lowered his eyes and stared at the word “Don” on the screen.For the first time, he realized something.There were some situations that even he had no idea how to fix.But a few seconds later, he still made the call.The phone rang for a long time.Finally, someone answered.“Hi, Don.”“I wanted to ask if Serafina is back home.”At the same time,I was sitting in my father’s study.The fire in the fireplace flickered softly.My father sat behind his desk, flipping through documents.The moment he heard Dante’s name,I looked up at him.Then quietly shook my head.My father glanced at me and took the phone.The next second, he let out a soft l

  • He Signed Our Divorce Without Looking   Chapter 5

    Dante picked up the divorce papers.His eyes locked onto the signature at the bottom.It was really his handwriting.Sharp. Careless.No different from the signatures he put on merger contracts or bail papers after shootings.Except this time, he had signed divorce papers.The room fell silent.The phone slipped from his hand and slammed onto the floor with a crack.The screen shattered, but the video kept playing.“Dante Valieri, we’re divorced.”Dante stood there without moving.When had Serafina started planning all this…?Instinctively, he started replaying everything in his head.That day.I came to his office with documents for him to sign.The moment Camille walked in, his eyes had already followed her.What the document was.What was written on it.He never looked.After signing it, he had even asked me:What did he just sign?And how had I answered?Nothing.His breathing stopped abruptly.I had told him the truth a long time ago.He just never listened.“No…”“Serafina loved

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