My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can

lection in the mirror, satisfied wit

like a second skin, making

t deserve her. She bet Damian didn't even know what she did for a living. She had achieved

her? The answer was simple-love. Four years ago, when Damian's grandfather kindly suggested that

re world had faded away, leaving only the two of them. She had fallen

gnore-like those of a wild beast. His features looked as if God Himself had sculpted them with divine precision. God, he

ed coffee on him. She'd thought Damian would never agree to marry her. But to her shock, he calmly wip

id, his voice deep and steady.

ng; she only remembered nodding and following every instr

hat day. All she knew was that happiness had drowned her-only for the

exaggerated smiles, her forced jokes-his eyes remained cold, frozen solid. Four years passed, and his anger never

ballerina who had left years ago to pursue her career. Now she was back in town. And there they were, splashed across the fro

ld be-just not for her. Something inside her snapped. She saw t

elevator mirror before stepping into Damian's

She strode straight

ised, completely unbothered-

grabbed a package from his

e said, hand

ant jewelry set-solid gold necklace, brace

to him. "Why are y

rom him, it had to be right before she t

" he said evenly, "because what

ice was ice. "Don't pretend to be a gentleman, Damian. You don't have t

urprise on his face. She'd always been quiet, enduring. She used to believe all

saw emotion flicker in Dami

ly didn't. Her hospital shifts were full; a

aying, "We need to get divorced. This is

agr

. She wasn't going to give him the s

startled by how smoo

two documents from her bag. "I've signed them. And I don't want a single penny o

cked on hers, full of accusation. "Listen to me! Divorce isn't a game.

will never love you. Do you underst

a moment-the man she'd loved for four years truly despised her. She

had the stre

I understand perfectly. That's why

Just sign them, and I'll

ed. "I'm sure your lover S

his signature. "And you should know-this is final. Even if you go crying t

d from the paper

" she said softly. "Do I look like so

uld be grateful I married you! You never deserved me, or the Wright family

up the jewel

idea how much it's worth? Maybe you can sell it for something useful. Sophia insisted

cared. She had reached her limit. The en

an like you could ever give me anything real? Don't flatter yourself. We both know this marriage only hap

urned and walked ou

ait to celebra