Semua Bab Seven-Day Affair: My Husband Wants the Intern: Bab 1 - Bab 10

When Anthony Walker came to me with a divorce agreement, I was holed up in my studio at home, finishing a surprise for our seventh anniversary. It was an 86-by-55-inch oil painting I'd been working on for a month. I was down to the last two strokes."I'm leaving the divorce agreement here. If everything looks fine, sign it. Tanya's waiting for me at the door," he said.My hand froze mid-stroke. I thought I'd misheard him. "What?"Anthony frowned. "I'm divorcing you, but relax—it's only for seven days. After that, you'll still be my one and only wife."The absurdity slammed into me so hard I could barely breathe. I opened my mouth to say something, but he didn't give me the chance."The day we got married, you promised to give me one chance to make a mistake. You're not going back on your word, are you?"I had said that. However, I'd also said it didn't include cheating or falling out of love.My chest ached like it was splitting open, but I clenched my teeth and tried to keep my

I froze. Then, I said, "Go ahead and cut it.""You can't!" Unexpectedly, Anthony snapped. He came running down from upstairs so fast that he nearly stumbled and fell. "I won't let you cut the ring, Giselle!"His outburst startled everyone, especially Emma. Since she started working with me, this was the first time she'd seen Anthony lose his composure."Mr. Walker?" she mumbled.He caught himself and cleared his throat. "I'm just worried you'll hurt your hand. If you do, you won't be able to paint, and then you'll cry to me about it. That's annoying."Then, something seemed to occur to him. He arched a brow at me. "Where's the painting you did for me yesterday? I have time to look at it now.""I burned it," I said evenly, lowering my gaze.He was stunned. "What did you say? How could you burn it?"He stormed toward me, ready to argue, when his phone suddenly lit up. He'd received a few voice messages from his guys' group chat."Anthony, I heard you got divorced. You had big ne

I stared at him. Then, I started laughing until my tears slipped out. "Anthony, you didn't use to be like this."Back then, he would zone out when watching me paint and tell me I was the most beautiful woman in the world. When I forgot to wash the paint off my hands and felt embarrassed, he'd argue that was what a true muse looked like.I even remembered that rainy day when we first met so vividly because he'd suddenly stopped by my side when walking by with an umbrella. Then, he'd smiled at me and asked, "You're Ms. Lancaster's daughter, right? I'm a big fan. I've always loved her paintings."It turned out that I was the only one who'd never walked out of that rainy day.My heart finally settled at that moment. I pushed Anthony's hands away and turned to head back to my room.As I closed the door, he suddenly jammed his hand against it, stopping me cold. "There's only one day left before we remarry. Giselle, you'll be there, right?"I was quiet for a heartbeat. Then, I smiled. "

Every item was labeled with the date it was given. There was a mountain of gifts from our first year of marriage, but when it got to the seventh year, the divorce agreement was all there was.Anthony tore everything open one by one, surprised to find three identical Cartier bracelets. When had he become so nonchalant about our relationship? No wonder I refused to forgive him.He stood among the torn boxes, holding one empty case, feeling secretly thrilled. It was supposed to hold "Beloved", the brooch he'd given me, but the brooch was missing.A slow smile crept across his face, and there was a note of certainty in his voice. "You still can't let me go, can you? Makes sense. Since you've caused such a scene this time, I'll just work a bit harder to placate you."His muttering was cut short by a phone call. When he saw Tanya's name flashing on the screen, his smile vanished instantly. The phone rang again and again until he finally answered, irritated. "What do you want?"She seeme

"An unknown painter's work is nothing but a pile of trash!" Tanya screeched.That got Emma fired up. She snapped back, "At least Giselle's paintings are admired and collected, unlike some people who get used and tossed aside. They're worth less than this trash!"It took Tanya a while to catch on. She cornered Emma against the wall with her bodyguards, then raised her hand high and slapped her. "You bitch! You and Giselle Townsend are both bitches! I could crush you like an ant, you know? It's that easy!"Emma raised her chin, refusing to be cowed. "Please! You're just a homewrecker clinging to a man's power. Did you really think you were a big deal?"Tanya seized Emma's jaw. Her sharp nails dug in and split the skin, leaving bright red marks. "I made sure Giselle couldn't survive here anymore, and I can do the same to you! So what if she's so high and mighty? She still got branded a homewrecker."I stirred up trouble on purpose and got a few tabloids to blow things out of proporti