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 looked

and her long, black hair hung loosely

She looked meek.

was a weak and dull

perfect wife, but

an accident and suffered

said he might never be

forced to separate from his

blind dates to find a doctor who could care

picked a nurse among his admirers, and Hailey was the lucky

her because she had no background and was

me and taking

compensation." Owen was unmoved when he said

there something else you want..." "Why?" Hailey

at him stubbornly

reluctantly.

a divorce now?" It was their third wedding anniversary the next

for another three

love you." His tone was cold and indifferent, not wanting

“Eliza is back.

seemed to have been struck by lightning, and her frail body swayed,hit by the

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

The butler came over in a hurry and reported, “Miss Brown vomited the food she just ate, and blood was spotted.” Owen couldn’t

bypassed Hailey and walked to the guest room, ordering in

Owen came out of the guest room with a woman

woman was thin and weak, covered in a lightweight embroidered

was pale and sickly as if she would disappear from

up in Owen's arms and whispered, "Owen, Miss Byrne, she…” Owen stopped at the cornerof the stairs and

talk to you about

the woman in

while Eliza Brown lay in Owen’s arms

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

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

was as if she had

silently

Ten years.

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