I had believed every promise he made, no matter how fragile the idea of forever truly was.As long as he said the words, I believed them.But now, the vows faded, the promises turned to dust, and the person I once loved was gone.I carved Pierse out of my life—a slow, excruciating process, like cutting away flesh and bone.And yet, he still left behind cracks that could never be filled.…When Dolly stormed up to confront me outside my office building, I had just wrapped up a major project.The company gave me a hefty bonus and approved my request for a two-week vacation.I was just opening my car door when someone suddenly shoved into me from the side, knocking me back a step.Regaining my balance, I finally got a good look at her.It was Dolly.She looked thinner, paler—hollowed out.But the fire in her eyes was still there, burning with resentment."You promised Pierse that as long as the settlement was fair, you wouldn’t come after me!" I raised an eyebrow."Correction—I agreed no
"I came by a few times during the renovations. The security guards recognize me." "Oh." My response was flat, indifferent. "I’ll talk to them later and let them know we have nothing to do with each other anymore. They won’t let you in next time."Also, don’t come here again. We’re not kids, Pierse. We both know this kind of thing is just self-indulgent sentimentality."You could stand here for a thousand days, and it still wouldn’t change anything. We can’t go back." Pierse looked at me with something close to despair. After a long silence, he forced out a smile—one that looked more painful than tears. "I know… I just came to tell you—" He pulled his hand from his pocket and opened his palm in front of me. Resting there were two slender platinum rings, dulled with age, their surfaces scratched and worn. They were our wedding rings. Inside the bands, our initials were still engraved. The one that was mine—I never even bothered to take it when I moved out. Dolly h
He simply took a document from his briefcase and handed it to me."This is the inheritance agreement. Look it over, and if everything’s fine, sign it."…Pierse left everything to me.Not just the company, his savings, the house, and the car—but even his old family home in our hometown.In June, during my vacation, I took some time to go back.Over the years, the town had been transformed into a tourist destination, rebranded as a picturesque heritage village.Even the old houses on our street were sold off, repurposed for commercial use, all except for his.It had remained empty—never sold and always vacant.Since I had no desire to see my mother, Pierse and I hadn’t returned here in years.The journey was long and bumpy, and by the time I arrived, the sun was already setting.I unlocked the heavy bronze lock and pushed open the worn wooden door.Dust rose in the air.The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and the stone pathway was covered in a thick layer of moss.Next door, where m
I discovered Pierse Jones’ secret in the fifth year of our marriage.On my way back from a business trip, the bus I was on got into an accident. Fortunately, I had listened to Pierse and fastened my seatbelt as soon as I got on. Aside from a minor injury to my calf, I was fine.In the consultation room, a young girl in the next seat was on the phone, crying to her boyfriend."It hurts so much… When can you come pick me up?""Okay, I’ll wait for you."She ended the call, her lips curling into a bright smile, eyes gleaming with joy at whatever sweet words her boyfriend had whispered to her.Then, her gaze shifted to me, and she spoke with innocent curiosity."Miss, you’re hurt too. Why didn’t you call your husband to come get you?"I paused for a moment. "He’s busy with work and doesn’t have time."She tilted her head slightly, a hint of amusement tugging at her lips. "That’s kind of sad."She was young, and her attempt at showing off was as blatant as a child’s. I smiled, unfazed.
Pierse’s gaze dropped to my calf, where blood was still seeping from the wound. His eyes widened instantly. "What happened?" The worry and pain in his expression felt so genuine, not a hint of pretense.I opened my mouth to answer, but before I could say a word, tears suddenly spilled down my face. "It… it hurts… so much." The sharp sting of the wound touching water was nothing compared to the ache in my chest, an overwhelming helplessness threatening to drown me. Pierse grabbed the first aid kit, took hold of my ankle, and carefully tended to the wound. "Eva, how did this happen?" I replied softly, "I was in a car accident on the way back today." "Why didn’t you call me—" Halfway through his sentence, he abruptly stopped. Something seemed to click in his mind. His gaze dropped sharply, focusing intently on my wound, as if studying it carefully—yet he deliberately avoided meeting my eyes. I dug my nails into my palm, using every bit of strength to keep my voice
A wave of emotion surged through me, thick as fog, swallowing me whole. I could barely breathe. I stayed silent for a long time before finally managing a hoarse response. …Late at night, Pierse called my name softly. “Eva, are you asleep?” His voice was gentle, as if making sure I was deep in sleep before he carefully got up and stepped onto the balcony to make a call. “You saw my wife today?”“Doll, divorce isn’t as simple as you think.”“You’ve always been good, don’t start making a fuss now, okay?” Just a few steps away, separated only by a glass door, my husband was soothing his young lover. “Of course, I love you. I love you the most.” His voice was soft, affectionate, laced with tenderness. A faint curl of smoke rose from between his fingers. I stared at him, frozen. Then, as if sensing something, Pierse turned his head. Through the glass, our eyes met. He stiffened on the spot. “…Eva.” I closed my eyes for a moment before rasping, “Pierse, who are y
By the time I woke up the next morning, the rain had long stopped.Sunlight poured in through the window, bright and clear, as if the whole world had never known a shadow.For a fleeting moment, I almost believed that everything from yesterday was just a bad dream.Then I shifted slightly, and a sharp sting shot through my injured leg.With the pain came everything else—a tidal wave of tangled memories from the day before, crashing over me all at once.Dolly.The moment her name crossed my mind, a crushing weight settled over my chest.Her strange hostility in the clinic yesterday, and her taunting words.Now, it all made sense.I reached for my phone and saw a message from Pierse."Eva, you’re hurt. Get some rest. I already took care of things at work, so you don’t have to worry about going in today.""Something came up at the office, so I’ll be home late. Don’t wait for me for dinner."I didn’t reply.Instead, I got in a cab and headed straight to our old university.It was just afte
"You can stay as long as you want."Then we graduated and got married.The last time we planned to go to Disney, something urgent came up at work, and we had to cancel.Pierse looked at me, full of guilt, but I just gave him a reassuring smile.“It’s really not that important. Pierse, I’m not a kid anymore. Missing a trip to an amusement park isn’t going to upset me. You don’t have to feel bad about it.”He stared at me for a long, long time before finally nodding.And after that, he never brought up Disney again.Now I knew why because he had already gone with Dolly.…I kept scrolling through Dolly’s posts, reading far more than I should have.By the time I reached the bottom, a deep, suffocating ache spread through my chest, making it hard to breathe.I didn’t want to see any more.Wiping my tears away, I moved to exit her profile.But just as I did, a new post popped up.Posted just three minutes ago, it was a photo of Dolly in skimpy lingerie, with a man's hand barely visible at t
He simply took a document from his briefcase and handed it to me."This is the inheritance agreement. Look it over, and if everything’s fine, sign it."…Pierse left everything to me.Not just the company, his savings, the house, and the car—but even his old family home in our hometown.In June, during my vacation, I took some time to go back.Over the years, the town had been transformed into a tourist destination, rebranded as a picturesque heritage village.Even the old houses on our street were sold off, repurposed for commercial use, all except for his.It had remained empty—never sold and always vacant.Since I had no desire to see my mother, Pierse and I hadn’t returned here in years.The journey was long and bumpy, and by the time I arrived, the sun was already setting.I unlocked the heavy bronze lock and pushed open the worn wooden door.Dust rose in the air.The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and the stone pathway was covered in a thick layer of moss.Next door, where m
"I came by a few times during the renovations. The security guards recognize me." "Oh." My response was flat, indifferent. "I’ll talk to them later and let them know we have nothing to do with each other anymore. They won’t let you in next time."Also, don’t come here again. We’re not kids, Pierse. We both know this kind of thing is just self-indulgent sentimentality."You could stand here for a thousand days, and it still wouldn’t change anything. We can’t go back." Pierse looked at me with something close to despair. After a long silence, he forced out a smile—one that looked more painful than tears. "I know… I just came to tell you—" He pulled his hand from his pocket and opened his palm in front of me. Resting there were two slender platinum rings, dulled with age, their surfaces scratched and worn. They were our wedding rings. Inside the bands, our initials were still engraved. The one that was mine—I never even bothered to take it when I moved out. Dolly h
I had believed every promise he made, no matter how fragile the idea of forever truly was.As long as he said the words, I believed them.But now, the vows faded, the promises turned to dust, and the person I once loved was gone.I carved Pierse out of my life—a slow, excruciating process, like cutting away flesh and bone.And yet, he still left behind cracks that could never be filled.…When Dolly stormed up to confront me outside my office building, I had just wrapped up a major project.The company gave me a hefty bonus and approved my request for a two-week vacation.I was just opening my car door when someone suddenly shoved into me from the side, knocking me back a step.Regaining my balance, I finally got a good look at her.It was Dolly.She looked thinner, paler—hollowed out.But the fire in her eyes was still there, burning with resentment."You promised Pierse that as long as the settlement was fair, you wouldn’t come after me!" I raised an eyebrow."Correction—I agreed no
"I don’t want to lose you."Pierse’s voice was hoarse, thick with emotion, almost on the verge of breaking."Eva, I love you. I really do."Years ago, when we were both eighteen, he said those exact words to me.He stood beneath the cascading wisteria outside our school, confessing his love.Not a single word different.Back then, we were young. It was summer, the sky was clear, and the breeze was warm.My ears had burned, my heart had pounded.Now, I only gave him a faint, indifferent smile."If you love me that much, then why don’t you give me a little more in the divorce settlement?"…Because of Pierse’s injuries, the divorce process dragged on for two months before it was finalized.We split our assets—seventy-thirty in my favor. The company shares were divided evenly, but I took my portion in cash.I kept the newly renovated villa we purchased six months ago.As for the place we were living in now, the chandelier’s collapse had damaged the entire living room—it would need major r
Pierse never understood.I never wanted diamonds. I never cared about the rings.All I ever wanted was a love that wouldn’t change.And he failed me.A draft of cool night air slipped through the window, whistling softly as it filled the silence.I clutched the blanket tighter, and before I knew it, tears began to fall.…Three days later, I was discharged from the hospital.With my lawyer by my side, I met with Pierse to finalize the divorce agreement.His fractures were still wrapped in bandages and casts, and he looked exhausted, worn down.I glanced at him and said evenly, “So, you’ve finally made up your mind. In the end, this is still a fair deal—you were the one at fault in this marriage. “Giving up a portion of your assets in exchange for Dolly’s future staying intact? Seems like a trade worth making.”I had always been patient with him—an understanding and forgiving wife who never pushed too hard.But today, standing before him, I was distant, pragmatic, leaving no room for
I thought my heart had long since gone numb and turned into nothing more than a lifeless pool of still water. But it could still hurt. The same Pierse who risked his life to save me in the earthquake was now using that very act as leverage, bargaining for his mistress. The harsh white hospital lights illuminated his face with brutal clarity, leaving nothing hidden. For the first time in a long time, I lifted my head and truly looked at him. I studied him as if I were seeing him for the very first time. "I can drop the charges. But as the one at fault in this marriage, you should make concessions in the division of assets. That shouldn’t be a problem, should it, Pierse?" He froze. It took him a long moment to find his voice. "What… what do you mean, Eva?" I met his gaze, steady and unhurried. And finally, I said the words I hadn’t been able to say that night before the earthquake. "Pierse, let’s get a divorce." The color drained from his face. For a fleeting s
The suffocating silence lasted only a moment before I spoke calmly. “Please move aside. The doctor is expecting us.” Dolly’s eyes flickered, and in an instant, my words seemed to ignite something in her. “Drop the act. You recognized me from the start, didn’t you?” Her voice was sharp, laced with hostility. “You don’t actually think you can just ignore this and pretend nothing happened, do you?” She took a step closer, her gaze burning with contempt. “Listen, old hag—Pierse hasn’t loved you in a long time. No matter how pitiful you try to look, it only disgusts him.“Don’t think you can use your marriage to hold this over me. Love doesn’t follow morality, and besides, Pierse has wanted to divorce you for ages. You’re the one who won’t let go.” Her words grew more vicious, her voice rising with each accusation. Then suddenly, she reached for me. I instinctively stepped back. She smirked, as if she had been waiting for this, and then, she shoved me. "Eva!" A sic
Thick, warm liquid dripped onto my face.The sharp, metallic scent of blood filled the air.…Later, I would learn that a 6.4-magnitude earthquake had struck the city.Our apartment was on a high floor, which made the shaking even more intense.But at that moment, I knew nothing.All I could do was sit outside the emergency room, staring blankly at the red light glowing above the door.The hospital was crowded with the injured, and somewhere nearby, a girl was sobbing softly.Someone tried to comfort her. “It’ll be okay.”A voice beside me asked, “Miss, do you have family in there too?”I shook my head. Then nodded. “My husband.”Maybe I seemed too calm, because the girl hesitated before quickly retreating.A hushed conversation followed.“She doesn’t look worried at all.”“Ugh, people like that… wouldn’t be surprised if she’s just waiting for her husband to die so she can cash in on the inheritance. Stay away from her.”I tugged at the corner of my lips but didn’t bother responding.
"You can stay as long as you want."Then we graduated and got married.The last time we planned to go to Disney, something urgent came up at work, and we had to cancel.Pierse looked at me, full of guilt, but I just gave him a reassuring smile.“It’s really not that important. Pierse, I’m not a kid anymore. Missing a trip to an amusement park isn’t going to upset me. You don’t have to feel bad about it.”He stared at me for a long, long time before finally nodding.And after that, he never brought up Disney again.Now I knew why because he had already gone with Dolly.…I kept scrolling through Dolly’s posts, reading far more than I should have.By the time I reached the bottom, a deep, suffocating ache spread through my chest, making it hard to breathe.I didn’t want to see any more.Wiping my tears away, I moved to exit her profile.But just as I did, a new post popped up.Posted just three minutes ago, it was a photo of Dolly in skimpy lingerie, with a man's hand barely visible at t