A painful marriage: Mr. CEO, let's get a divorce

kin was already cracked and bleeding, but Abigail kept

soap, the metallic scent of

you fight ba

t entirely unfamiliar

Hendricks had appea

d over Dante's face with coldness, and her

rper, but it was nothing comp

her. She would ne

ating yourse

the most fragile ch

ou eat, drink, and play with others like they're trash. We don't have that l

e refused," he

st. "Do you know a girl who once had broken glass shoved into her body for refusi

hol coming from h

nd by the time he regained his composure, t

e ent

my fault," said Abigail bitterly to a middle-a

operly. This isn't a charity house. If you keep acting like

in," murmured Abigai

you in the first time. Next time, you're out," the wom

eps faded, Abigail picked u

ack miniskirt for a white T-sh

se clothes; under the dim light,

s ago. He had bought it one size larger, planning to exchange it,

y grown thinner. Her body seemed to

er kindness since she started working at the bar at fifte

st because "they

ld was. Without money or p

the weariness in her face

her eyes reminded anyone

ch one draining what lit

a dark road with no streetlights. Suddenly, the

the wind...

of the trees, only faint m

her bag and gripped it tight

corner, the foot

been mistaken. S

her hearing an

te Hendricks had also lost

stopped, de

ething cold press against h

't m

both familiar

nced by that voice, unbothered by

he knife firmly. Her

ore," she warned in a

questions. She

ny of the dirty gam

silent stare, she pre

if you keep following me, I won't

e, Dante finally sp

to walk alone at nigh

ed to accomp

e night sea, were fi

out a mocking, bitter lau

beneath the seriousne

said coldly. "If you follow me, I w

k, slowly retreating until she disappe

rew fainter, as if in that moment it wasn't Abigai

ses and ran after her, the

like his heart - a still lake from wh

cold voice b

s that