Chapter 2

The surroundings seemed to fall completely silent.

After a long moment, Audrey finally raised her head, and the smile vanished from her eyes. "You know everything?"

I looked at her and kept my voice as calm as possible. "Why?"

She calmly sat down. "Because you're too rigid. Too boring. Women need to be pampered. They need surprises and excitement. It's as simple as that."

I picked up the fruit knife from the table. "When we got married, you said that if you ever betrayed me, I could kill you."

At that, she grinned faintly and spread her arms wide. "If it'll make you feel better, go ahead and stab me."

The fruit knife slipped from my hand and clattered to the floor.

I stared at her in confusion. "Why? If you want a child, I can give you one. Why do you have to look for someone else?"

She smiled indifferently. "Do you really need me to put it so bluntly? The truth is, I simply don't want to have your child. I want to cheat on you and have another man's child. Does that answer satisfy you?"

I stared at her, my expression unreadable. "I told you. Once you betray me, I'll leave you."

Physically and psychologically, I would leave her.

She spoke nonchalantly. "But, honey, both your parents are dead. You offended so many people because of me that the entire investment banking industry has blacklisted you. And you love me so much that I'm not afraid you'll leave. Because you'll definitely come back."

I looked up. For the first time, the woman before me felt like a complete stranger.

"But have you forgotten? I'm sick. If you betray me, I'll forget you!"

She slipped her arm around mine and affectionately kissed the side of my ear. "Then just forget that I cheated on you in the first place!"

After all these years, depending on me and acting spoiled around me seemed to have become second nature to her.

She kissed me on the lips. "You're not a child anymore. Don't try to fool me with stories like that. I'm only interested in them for a little while. No man will ever threaten your place!"

She kissed me passionately. "If any man ever dares to come before you, I'll abandon him without hesitation."

I looked at her, my voice frighteningly cold. "Even Connor?"

The smile on her face froze. "No. Because I'm pregnant."

"I haven't touched you in a year! Whose child is it?"

The last time she'd been with someone, she'd gone too far and ended up hurting herself. The doctor had warned her not to have sex for a year.

Hence, for the entire year, no matter how badly I'd wanted her, I hadn't touched her even once.

She rose to her feet and looked down at me. "Whose do you think it is? You know perfectly well, don't you?"

I looked at her and spoke each word with absolute resolve. "Audrey, let's get a divorce!"

She crouched down in front of me, and her eyes softened once more. "Don't be childish. I still love you. Once I get tired of playing around, I'll come back to you."

"No one will wait for you forever!" I turned away from her in disgust.

"But you will, won't you? Because you have nowhere else to go." Her tone remained indifferent.

I couldn't bear to look at her anymore. I turned and walked away without looking back.

…

That night, my entire body trembled with pain. I bit down hard on my lip and refused to make a sound.

I desperately tried to hold on to my memories, but one by one, they were mercilessly ripped away from me.

The next morning, I woke up with the strange feeling that I had forgotten something, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember what it was.

I walked into the living room.

Audrey was in the kitchen making breakfast, and she looked at me gently. "The divorce papers are on the table."

"You want to divorce me?" I froze and stared at her in confusion. "Why? What did I do wrong?"

She lowered her eyes and regarded me with faint amusement. "You forgot?"

Then, as if she suddenly understood, she nodded and picked up the divorce papers. "I wasn't planning to get a divorce anyway. Since you've given me an excuse not to go through with it, I'll take it."

With that, she tore the papers to pieces.