After four years of marriage, I decide to get a divorce. Why? Because my wife doesn't love me. She loves her childhood sweetheart. I disappear after leaving behind a divorce agreement—I give her my blessings in her search for true love. But after I'm gone, she searches the world for me like she's lost her mind.
View More"It's not in the past," Willow cried. "Every moment we spent together was a precious memory for me.""We're divorced. There's no way things can go back to the way they used to be. Stop wasting your effort," I reminded her.Her eyes instantly welled up with tears. "I know I'm not a good wife. I disappointed you in the past, but I'll try my best to learn from my mistakes. Please don't give up on me."Upon noticing how stubborn she was, I didn't want to reason with her any further. I pried her hands off of me and said, "Go home.""Can you please give me another chance, Benjamin?" "Let's just disregard the fact that I've pursued you for five years, Willow. We've been married for four years. Did you even care about me at all? Did you even love me?" I demanded.Willow was sobbing. "I'll admit it—I didn't marry you because I loved you. However, throughout the four years that we were together, I did end up slowly developing feelings for you."I wasn't aware of my feelings until you l
I raised a brow at Zachary. "We're divorced now. So, you can pursue her if you want. Since she was so in love with you, she's bound to reciprocate your feelings sooner or later."Zachary shook his head with a smile. "You're the only person that's on her mind right now. Are you sure you don't love her anymore, Benjamin?"I froze for a moment before turning to look outside. Love wouldn't just vanish overnight. People would only fall out of love after enduring too much hurt and disappointment. "We're never getting back together. It's over."Once I wrapped things up, I headed back to Paree. The company I was working for was relatively new. So, a lot of work had piled up while I was on leave.After I returned to my job, I buried myself in work. My days were incredibly busy. By the time I returned to my hostel at night, I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.One morning, after I walked out of my hostel, I was just about to head to work when I spotted a familiar figure. It
"I'm heading to work right now. Come home for dinner," said Willow.She seemed to have sensed that I was going to turn her down. Hence, she added, "If you still want to talk about the divorce, of course."Then, she left before I could respond.After some contemplation, I decided to drop by later that evening. The passcode for the door hadn't been changed. I was greeted by the scent of food as soon as I walked in.I had just changed into indoor slippers when Willow emerged from the kitchen holding a plate of food. "Go ahead and take a seat after you wash your hands. Dinner's almost ready," she said.I walked toward the dining table and stared at the impressive spread of food. I couldn't believe she actually made all of this. Throughout our four-year marriage, I'd never seen her cook before. I'd always thought she didn't know how to cook, but as it turned out, that wasn't the case at all. She just didn't want to do it for me.I found the situation kind of amusing. We'd known
I had a great relationship with my friends, and they had taken a dislike to Willow a long time ago. They told her she'd never cared about me and claimed that was why she wasn't aware that I'd gone overseas for work.She felt incredibly guilty. She asked my friends to call me, but they didn't entertain her request. Truth be told, I really wanted to tell her to stop looking for me. I was never going to get back together with her. Willow texted me every single day. My phone wouldn't stop vibrating while I was at work. I found it very irritating. She had never been the type to nag at me. Since our divorce wasn't finalized yet, all I did was mute her messages.However, Willow was determined to find me. She even hired someone to look into my whereabouts overseas. She kept waiting for me to send her a reply, but I never did.In the last few days, she had sent me more messages than she ever did throughout our four-year marriage.In order to force me to show myself, she posted a pictu
After I landed in Paree, I took a day off to adjust to the time difference before I reported to my new job.My new office was great, and the hostel I was assigned to was amazing as well. Once I settled into my new home, I reached out to my friends back at home. They told me Willow felt incredibly shocked when she received the divorce agreement I had sent her in the mail. She didn't remember signing the agreement at all. Afterward, she remembered that I'd asked her to sign some papers a while back and claimed that it was a document from work. She then realized that the so-called "work document" she signed was actually a divorce agreement.She was furious at me for lying to her in order to obtain her signature. She also couldn't believe that I wanted a divorce—after all, I did love her very much.Aside from the divorce agreement, I also sent her a diary. The diary belonged to me. It contained a detailed account of our married life as well as my feelings for her. When Willow g
Willow had always been calm and collected. I'd never seen her lose her composure like that before.When her eyes met mine, I said emotionlessly, "I'll just ask the waiter to clean this up. You can go.""My friend rear-ended someone else's car. I need to go take a look," she explained.She must've noticed that I was being unusually calm. "Is it that childhood friend of yours?" I asked.She nodded before turning to leave.The spread of food looked delicious, but I'd lost my appetite. Not wanting to waste food, I continued eating despite the fact that everything now tasted stale and flavorless.When I walked out of the restaurant, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I thought there were going to be drinks at dinner, so I left my car at home. Hence, I could only take a taxi to the hospital. I waited for what felt like forever, but not a single taxi showed up. Since I had no other choice, I took out my phone and called Willow. I dialed her number a dozen times, but she d
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