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 looked

eye, and her long, black

She looked meek.

she was a

the perfect wife, but he didn't love

suffered from high paraplegia three years

said he might

that he was forced to

dates to find a doctor who could care

nurse among his admirers, and Hailey was

because she had

"You've been with me and taking care

as compensation." Owen was unmoved when he said this,

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

at him

reluctantly.

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

thought they could be together for another three years

His tone was cold and indifferent, not wanting

“Eliza is back.

her." Hailey seemed to have been struck by lightning, and her frail body swayed,hit by the weight of

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

vomited the food she just

the guest room, ordering

After a while, Owen came out of the guest room with a woman in

and weak, covered in a lightweight embroidered blanket,

face was pale and sickly as if she would disappear from this world at

Miss Byrne, she…” Owen stopped at the cornerof

will talk to you

lifted the woman in his arms and carried her

Brown lay in Owen’s

who was sick, was smiling at Hailey, saying,

should return him to me." Hailey slumped to the ground

if she

silently

Ten years.

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