Chapter 001 Divorce "Let's get a divorce." Even after three years of marriage, the man spoke as little as when they first met.

He spat out those words coldly, void of human emotion.

Hailey Newman stood behind Owen Moore, staring at his tall, straight figure.

She stared at his cold, ruthless face reflected on the floor-to-ceiling window, feeling disheartened.

Her hands clenched into fists silently, and her body trembled.

The words she feared most was finally said.

Owen turned around, and his face became clearer.

He had the perfect face-an angular jawline and handsome looks.

She had been living with him for three years, but her heart skipped a beat whenevershe was with him.

“Can we…

not divorce?”

Hailey forced herself to speak her mind.

Her eyes were glossy, filled with some hope.

Owen frowned.

His cold eyes landed on her bare face and lastly on her red eyes.

The furrow in his brows deepened.

She had no makeup on, but Hailey looked good.

She was not the type to wear heavy makeup.

Her skin was fair, and her face was innocent and flawless.

One would never get tired of looking at her.

were clear yet filled with panic as she

under her right eye, and her long,

She looked meek.

eyes, she was a weak

was the perfect wife, but he

suffered from

he might never be

that he was forced to separate from his beloved

blind dates to find a doctor who could care for

picked a nurse among his admirers, and

she had no background and was

and taking care of me for

unmoved when he said this, let

want..." "Why?" Hailey interrupted him

at him

reluctantly.

third wedding anniversary the next day, and she had

be together for another three years and maybe

and indifferent, not

“Eliza is back.

have been struck by lightning,

her marriage for three years, but her efforts were nothing compared to that

in a hurry and reported, “Miss Brown vomited the

guest room, ordering in a grim tone, “Get

going to the hospital." After a while, Owen came out of the guest room with a woman

in

face was pale and sickly as if she

curled up in Owen's arms and whispered, "Owen, Miss Byrne, she…” Owen

will talk to you about

lifted the woman in his arms and carried her down thestairs without looking

Brown lay in Owen’s arms and looked up

ago, Eliza, who was sick, was smiling at Hailey, saying, “I am living here

return him to me." Hailey slumped to

she had

eyes silently as she hugged her

Ten years.

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