Chapter 7

After spending some time at the hospital, she left disheartened with injuries.

"Nina!"

When Nina's best friend, Yvonne Turner, saw Nina’s pale face and the wound on her head, she quickly caught her. "Oh my, where did you get hurt?"

Nina remained silent.

"You were at work during this time, so this must be a work injury," Yvonne said. "Where’s Nash?"

"I don't know."

Yvonne noticed that her expression wasn't good, and it wasn't just about the injury. She sneered, "You've worked diligently for him, injured your head like this, and yet he, as your husband, can't even be found. This husband of yours is as good as dead."

"It won't be for much longer."

"What? He wants to divorce you?" Yvonne's expression changed.

"I want to divorce him."

Yvonne's attitude changed again. "Then divorce him, right away!" Then she warned her, "Remember to split the property in half. Smart women know that the first step is to get the money. If you have money, you won't be afraid of not finding a good man. You can find several more, obedient ones who will serve you every day!"

Their relationship had been a contract from the start. If they divorced, she wouldn't get anything.

"Nina."

Yvonne suddenly called her name again, frowning at her. "Why do you suddenly want to divorce him? You've liked him for so many years; you wouldn't give up easily unless he's cheating."

Nina's face turned ugly, and a bitter smile tugged at her lips. "Haven't you seen the news? Miranda is back."

"It hasn't been long since Miranda returned, and they're already together," Yvonne's emotions escalated, continuing her criticism. "Cheating within marriage is a greater sin, so you should get a larger share of the assets. Nina, I'm warning you, don't be soft-hearted. Regardless of what's right or wrong, as long as you're married, you're entitled to half of the assets. If not half, at least a third. And he's cheating on top of it. If he doesn't agree, we'll make it public, and then let's see if he still has any face left!"

"I've made up my mind."

Nina's reaction was calm. She never made decisions without certainty. By speaking up, she indicated that she was truly tired and didn't want to continue this hopeless marriage.

"I'll come to your place tonight. I don't want to see him."

Just the thought of Nash spending a night with Miranda would make her uncomfortable. She didn't want to risk another argument. At the brink of divorce, there was no need to add unnecessary worries. She thought, there was no need to return to that home that didn't belong to her.

"Alright, come over to my place. I'll whip up some chicken soup for you. The York family is just awful. See how they've made you so thin. Truly despicable!" Yvonne grumbled as she supported Nina, expressing her frustration with the situation.

Nash returned the next morning. Upon entering the bedroom, he found it empty, the bed neatly made. Normally, at this time, she would still be asleep.

"Where is she?" Nash asked.

The helper hesitated. "Mrs. York didn't come back last night."

Nash remembered clearly. She had called him yesterday, and nothing seemed amiss. Why would she suddenly not come home?

He didn't want to focus all his attention on Nina. Without further inquiry, he took a shower and went to work.

It was only at the office that he learned about the accident at the construction site yesterday. He wasn't there, so the responsibility fell on Nina. Yet, she was nowhere to be found.

These past few days, she seemed to be out of sorts at work.

Nash immediately called Nina. Nina had just finished showering when she heard her phone ringing. Seeing Nash's name, her expression turned complicated before she answered, "What's the matter?"

"Where were you last night?" Nash's tone was cold.

"I was at a friend's place."

Nash asked sternly, "There was a serious accident at the construction site. Why didn't you tell me?"