I Quit Your Love Story

Daphne wasn't surprised to hear me mention divorce. After all, I'd threatened her with it before. It had worked the first few times, but she'd grown tired of hearing it over and over.

Just as I'd expected, she didn't believe me. "Go on, then. What kind of scene are you planning to make this time? Take pictures? Record videos? Call the cops?"

Then, she abruptly changed her tone. "Or do you want to go to jail?"

I was taken aback. I knew she was threatening me, and she genuinely had the means to get me sent to jail.

Daphne was a lawyer. So, she'd represented Cyrus Wilde and sued me every single time I caught her cheating on me with him.

She'd accused me of hurting a promising young man with his whole future ahead of him when she was in court.

She demanded that I pay Cyrus compensation and publicly apologize to him. She even made me post an apology letter on social media every day, making sure I followed through.

She went over every word of my apology letters, and I couldn't post them until both she and Cyrus approved them.

The two of them often discussed whether I was truly remorseful. They would make me rewrite the letter if they sensed any insincerity in my wording. The most I'd ever had to do was handwrite more than a hundred apology letters in a single day.

I was at a loss. "Daphne, getting a divorce isn't illegal!"

The atmosphere grew tense.

Daphne studied me, as if trying to figure out whether I was lying. I held her gaze without looking away.

She was startled, as if she'd realized that something was different this time. She was just about to ask me something when a bright, cheerful voice suddenly rang out from the living room.

"Honey, answer your phone! Leave that stuck-up loser at home and come see your darling Cyrus!"

"Honey, answer your phone! Leave that stuck-up loser at home and come see your darling Cyrus!"

The ringtone broke the serious mood, bringing our conversation to a stop.

We both looked awkward for a moment.

Daphne explained helplessly, "Young men these days are big on making things feel special. He insisted I change my ringtone to his voice. Don't take it the wrong way."

What was there for me to be upset about? I just hadn't expected the famously no-nonsense lawyer to go along with something so childish.

I waved it off casually. "It's fine. That's how young people act when they're dating."

Daphne was taken aback yet again. For the first time, she actually declined Cyrus's call. "Are you angry? Why?"

Her question left me baffled. She hadn't thought I was angry when I'd been hysterical at her betrayal in the past. Now that I was perfectly calm, she thought I was upset. How strange.

She took a few steps toward me. "Did your business trip go well?"

I stepped back, putting some distance between us. "Work went well. If nothing unexpected happens, I'll get a promotion and a raise next month."

I couldn't help smiling as I said it. My smile only seemed to irritate her more.

"Then, something else must have happened!"

I couldn't understand her thought process. I actually found Daphne annoying for the first time in years.

I was just about to shake my head when the ringtone rang out in the living room again.

I didn't want to get yelled at again, so I urged her, "Just answer it! Otherwise, he'll get worried!"

Daphne only picked up her phone when she saw that my expression was perfectly normal and she couldn't tell that anything was different. Before she answered, she said to me, almost as if making a promise, "I'll change the ringtone later."