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Benedict White missed our wedding ceremony for the thirty-second time after the celebration banquet for his nine hundred and ninety-ninth successful case.Anna Lester had carefully organized the banquet for him.At the party, everyone assumed Anna was his girlfriend.“Mr. White and Miss Lester grew up together, and so make such a perfect match! “In this day and age, wouldn’t it be inappropriate to celebrate the couple?”“Yes! We want to see them toast each other!”The shouts reached my ears.As the woman who had been legally married to Benedict for three years yet never publicly acknowledged, I could only shrink into a corner and watch him gaze at Anna with deep affection as they crossed their wine glasses and drank deeply.After the banquet ended, afraid our relationship might be exposed, I waited for Benedict at the intersection beside the hotel.A black car slowly pulled up, the window sliding down to reveal Anna’s sleeping face in the passenger seat.Benedict looked at m

I lowered my eyes, my thoughts drifting uncontrollably back to the past.Benedict had me pinned against the office desk.A strange light flickered in his eyes as he smiled and said, “Don’t you think what we’re doing feels like an affair? Thrilling, isn’t it?”His sweat dripped onto me as he held me.“At the wedding, I’ll make our relationship public.”I smiled at my past self, foolish and pitiful, believing his sweet lies over and over again.Then I was deceived thirty-two times.Now, with the divorce agreement and resignation letter in my bag, there would be no next time.…Two hours later, my colleagues and I were busy handing over work when Benedict sent me a message: [Send a cup of coffee in.]He was notoriously picky; the balance of sugar and bitterness in his coffee had to be exact.In the company, only I could make it taste just the way he liked.Sighing, I got up to prepare the coffee.I did not expect to see Anna in the pantry.When she saw me enter, a disdainful

Benedict stared at me and could not hide his surprise.Until now, I had forgiven him thirty-two times.Perhaps in his eyes, that counted as infinite tolerance, a silent permission for him to do as he pleased.Anna was the perfect example. Because of my indulgence and Benedict’s favor, she dared mock me openly, fearless and unrestrained.“Are you being serious right now?”Although he himself flirted recklessly outside, indulging every whim, divorce still seemed a weighty matter for him.He could not forget Anna’s tender affection, yet he craved the safety of home.“If you’re sulking over Anna again, there’s really no need.“I’ve said it before: Anna and I are nothing but a fling, bed partners.“What happens between us will never affect my relationship with you. I still love only you.”Bed partners?I knew the meaning of each word, but strung together, it was utterly absurd.I could not fathom Benedict’s audacity, how he could speak such words with a straight face.He had

Very well. Let Benedict’s subordinates finally see what kind of man they truly served.…My chat with the former colleague quickly filled with a flurry of exclamation marks.[Benedict’s that kind of person? How deceitful![Don’t be too upset, Maya. People like that aren’t worth it. [And that Anna—I’ve always sensed something off about her.]Benedict’s once-pristine exterior had been stripped away, revealing nothing but a despicable, ugly face beneath.All that glitters is not gold, and he was the very embodiment of that saying.Now, I had finally shed the heaviest burden from my shoulders.Benedict’s whims, his moods, his joys and sorrows, no longer concerned me.The Benedict who had left me resembled a lost bird with nowhere to perch, floundering aimlessly through the sky.After wandering, he eventually returned alone to the home we had shared.Eight years, though it would be impossible to claim there had been no affection at all, the remnants of that emotion were far too

I would have become a puppet Benedict could manipulate at will, a permanent appendage at his side, someone who would never possess a life or rights of her own.“The choice in front of you is simple. Why struggle over something like this?“For the sake of our separate futures and happiness, let’s get this divorce.”People streamed in and out of the court.How many stories of love and hatred had driven them all to stand here?Benedict remained silent for a long time. In the end, regretful tears slipped down his face.With a trembling hand, he signed his name, stripped of every trace of the pride he once carried.I smiled, finally at ease. “I wish myself freedom, and I wish the same for you.”I had signed countless documents on Benedict’s behalf before, all of them routine, all devoid of feeling.Yet this time, I felt only the clean, fresh air flooding my lungs.The moment I held the divorce decree, a faint numbness spread through my body.I had struggled for so long in a w