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.

yet filled with panic as she

right eye, and her

She looked meek.

was a weak and

the perfect wife, but he didn't

suffered from high paraplegia three

said he might

that he was forced to separate from his

find a doctor who could

picked a nurse among his admirers, and Hailey was

chose her because she had no background and was

been with me and

as compensation." Owen was unmoved when he

something else you want..." "Why?" Hailey interrupted him for the first

at him stubbornly

reluctantly.

their third wedding

could be together for another three years

was cold and indifferent, not wanting to

“Eliza is back.

marry her." Hailey seemed to have been struck by lightning, and her frail

her marriage for three years, but her efforts

over in a hurry and reported, “Miss Brown vomited the

walked to the guest room, ordering in a grim tone, “Get

hospital." After a while, Owen came out

weak, covered in

as if she

whispered, "Owen, Miss Byrne, she…” Owen stopped at the cornerof

you about

he lifted the woman in his arms and carried

Eliza Brown lay in Owen’s arms and

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

him to me." Hailey slumped to the ground when their figures disappeared

as if she had lost

silently as

Ten years.

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