She walked alone down the street, and across the sidewalk. Holding an umbrella, she slowly made her way through the busy crowd. She seemed to be the only one who was so down and out.Suddenly she heard a song. She stopped and stood still, listening.“But you didn’t have to cut me offMake out like it never happened and that we were nothingAnd I don’t even need your loveBut you treat me like a stranger and that feels so roughNow you’re just somebody that I used to know…”She heard this song before, but she did not expect to hear it again now, in this state of mind, with this tearing pain in her heart.Now you’re just somebody that I used to know…Somebody that I used to know… These few words described her situation so vividly. She really thought it was heaven at first, but it ended up like this.She did not know how long she had been standing alone on the street until she realized how cold she felt. She came out of her trance. The rain had soaked through all her clothes.The r
Raine was so agitated that her body, which had not yet recovered, was even more fragile. She was so angry that she could not breathe.The doctor came in, gave her IV fluids and some more instructions, and then left.Mark’s handsome face had been grim and calm since Summer left. He did not speak again after she left.Lying in bed, Raine’s eyes flickered over him. A glow of joy rose in her heart. He signed the divorce papers!But then she thought of her own face, and the glow in her look and eyes dimmed again.She did not care about looks, but who would not care when a woman’s face was ruined like that?Mark got up from the couch and was striding his long legs out of the ward.Raine, who was half-leaning on the bed, sat up and stared at the figure, and asked, “Where are you going? I… Have nightmares…” Her voice was hoarse.He turned around and his eyes fell gently on her. In a deep voice, he answered, “I’m going to have a cigarette. I’ll be back soon…”“You can smoke right here,
"It's alright. I'll just take a taxi. You should hurry. I'll be going now. We can keep in touch through calls." She had gone to a hotel instead. The reason being she hadn't thought of how she should explain to her parents.Sitting on the couch by the window, she watched as the cars drove by and people walking about on the busy streets through the window. A moment later, as though she had thought of something, she fished out her phone from her bag and drafted a message."Let's meet at the Civil Registry Office at ten tomorrow." Although they had both signed the divorce agreement, there was still one last step to finalize it. Her finger hovered over the "send" key. After hesitating for quite a moment, she had pressed on it and sent the message. On the other side. At the airport. Yvette had rushed over and held onto Raine, whose body had still felt weak. Yvette's heart had ached for her. Raine was quiet the whole time. The hat and mask that she put on had almost covered
Finally, everything had come to an end. They have officially divorced, and they would no longer matter to one another from that very moment. Who knew it was just that simple to go from being married to getting divorced? Or in other words, it was just a certificate that reduced them from a married couple to strangers. She reached out slowly to get the divorce decree, and suddenly, she felt an urge to cry. However, she had forced it down. Keeping her documents, she turned on her heel and left without looking back and without a word. He froze in place as his deep and narrowed eyes lingered on her back. He hadn't taken his divorce decree yet. The officer reminded as he softly called out to him, "Mr. Valentine." On the officer's fourth attempt did Mark return from his trance. He stared at the document for quite a while as if he had wanted his gaze to shred it into pieces. The officer had started to feel anxious from the way he had stared at the document. He had no clue as t
There were slight movements in Mark’s eyes as he recollected himself. He looked at Raine, occasionally stealing glances at Summer. In a deep voice, he said, “Let’s go.”The two went to the supermarket across the street. Raine had three facemasks with her, each worn for a certain amount of time before she changed into another. She also bought herself some fruits along the way. Lowering his head, Mark looked at the watch on his wrist as he said, “We should go now. There isn’t much time left till our flight to Athana.”Suddenly, Raine’s hand stiffened, holding a facemask in it. She said slowly, “I’ll be honest with you Mark. I am a little afraid and worried, I’m not really prepared for it.”“No matter you’re going to treat your face or get a plastic surgery, this is the best time for you to get treatment. You shouldn’t miss this, you understand right?”The doctor had briefed them about the important things. For the treatment for Raine’s face, timing is the most critical factor. That
“What I want to know is, what is the reason for the divorce.” Daisy stared at her closely and could not bear to hear such news. Summer got married in a haste, and now wanted to divorce in the same fashion. Daisy wondered what she was doing. “The woman he loves has returned from abroad and reconciled with him,” Summer explained, as if it did not matter, with her eyes slightly looking down. “Then when you married him, didn’t you know that he already had a woman he loved?” Daisy was distraught, almost passing out. “I knew. That was why we were married by agreement. I married him because I wanted to keep the child in my womb. Mom, the doctor said that there is some issue with my uterus, and the chance of getting pregnant again is small. If I got an abortion, I would most likely not have children again in the future. I did not want to take that risk. I want this child, I want to give birth to him, and I want to experience the feeling of being a mother. I don’t want to live my life wit
Hanging up the phone, Summer stood up from the sofa and picked up her handbag. “Mom, I am going out.” “I will go with you.” While speaking, Daisy quickly took off her apron. She was worried to see her going out alone. “Mom, I am just going to get some things. I will be back soon and nothing will happen.” She comforted Daisy. “Then let your dad accompany you. He is just idling and playing chess at home, anyway.” Summer shook her head to decline, and walked out of the room. Seeing her daughter disappearing from her sight, Daisy felt bad for her. As if thinking of something, she sternly warned Amara and Solomon in the room, “Never mention Mark and the Valentines in front of me again!” For as much as how shocked, angry, and disbelieving she was when she learned about Summer’s divorce, she was relieved upon knowing the truth of the entire matter. After all, Mark was not the man her daughter loved. It was alright to divorce. The worst thing was to keep repeating the same mistak
They were divorced, yet she still made such an expression in front of her. It was a type of torment. Staring at Yvette, she slowly curled up the corner of her mouth into a sneer, and took back the cheque that she had just pushed away. “Thank you for the reminder, Mrs. Valentine. I will fill it out.” She bent down slightly, holding a pen, and wrote a series of numbers on the check. Yvette’s brows were knitted together, and she gasped when she glanced at the figure on the check. It was $1 billion. “Why are you giving me this reaction, Mrs. Valentine? Is it because I have demanded too little?” With a nonchalant smile at the corner of her mouth, Summer bent over and added a zero at the back of the figure, turning it into $10 billion. “You really have no sense of shame asking for this exorbitant amount!” Yvette cursed, gritting her teeth. “Look at your reaction, Mrs. Valentine. You thought I was pretending when I refused. Now that I have written the amount, you look at me with c