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Chapter 3 Let's Get Divorced

After a brief shock, Cynthia went through mixed feelings. Her face turned pale and endured the grief in her heart, "Why can't I come here? I'm your wife!"

"Wife?" Gray put on a cold smile. His voice was even cold to the core, "You have the nerve to say that!"

These words were like arrows that broke through the air, immediately piercing Cynthia's heart.

Her heart, at this moment, was ruined thoroughly.

She could almost hear her heart dripping blood.

Her fingernails cut deep into her palm. She took a step forward and was about to say something, but Olivia, who had just put on her clothes, also stepped forward, grabbed her arm tightly, and begged with her body lowered, "I'm sorry. Cynthia, this was an accident... could you forgive me. I promise this was the last time I ..."

As she implored, she burst into tears, which dropped down like rain.

However, there was a sharp pain in Cynthia's arm as Olivia was grasping her by it, nails piercing into her flesh.

Cynthia suffered from the pain and reached out to push her out of her instinct.

Unexpectedly, Olivia staggered and stepped back. She was pushed directly unto the ground by Cynthia with force, and her forehead just hit the leg of the table next to her.

"Olivia!" Gray was startled, rushing over quickly. He took Olivia into his arms, and carefully check her injury.

This scene made Cynthia feel as if her heart had been torn open by something. It was bleeding, and the pain was so drastic that she could hardly breathe.

How could he be so caring to her...

His tenderness was a luxury that had never been given to her.

Olivia covered her forehead with trembling fingers, and tears were falling, "Cynthia, I know you don't like me... But I couldn't believe you treat me like this..."

Gray's eyes also focused on Cynthia, and there was a little bit of anger raging in his eyes, "Cynthia! You must apologize to Olivia right now!"

Hearing this, Cynthia felt that the fire inside her body was about to surge.

"Apologize?"

This was obviously a play directed and acted by Olivia herself!

Grief, pain, and sorrow combined flooded into her heart, and the emotions that Cynthia had been holding back broke out, "You want me to apologize? You bastard! It's not me who did the wrong thing. why ?"

"Why were you always falling into the traps made by this woman and never believe me? !"

"The woman next to you is clearly a bitch, cunning and pretending to be innocent. She has always been..."

Before she could expose the true self of Olivia to him, there was a loud sound occurring-

A slap lands on Cynthia's face.

Soon, five clear fingerprints appeared on her fair face.

Gray put down his numb hands. His eyes rolled with anger, "Cynthia, you think who you were."

Cynthia touched her face, swollen and numb and a glance inadvertently caught the sight of Olivia whose look was full of mockery and pride. Her heart was tortured to the extent that it became numb.

He slapped her without wanting to hear the truth because he loved that woman.

Three years ago, when Olivia left, he openly condemned her without reason, thinking that Cynthia was a person who forced her away, treated her indifferently, humiliated, and tortured her.

Three years later, when this woman came back, he even didn't give her a chance to explain. A slap was delivered without much thought to her face.

This slap instantly shattered all the expectations she held for him in her heart.

In the past, she had always been hoping that he would change his mind and fall in love with her. How ridiculous it was now.

In this marriage, she was the one who deceived herself, and the one who was wounded badly.

She's been fed up with the torture in this marriage.

She didn't want to fight back for herself anymore, since he loved Olivia, then she will retreat from this marriage.

She raised her eyes and met Gray's fierce eyes, with tears streaming down her lips, she said, "Gray, let's get a divorce."

Gray was lost for words for a while, obviously not expecting her to say these words.

For the past three years, no matter what he did to her, she didn't take it seriously and always.

Doesn't she love him deeply? didn't she always want to be a wealthy wife? why does she file for divorce so easily?

The tears in her eyes made Gray even more nervous. He made a step forward, clenched her chin, looked into her eyes, and grinned: "Cynthia, what tricks are you trying to play?! play hard to get?"

"In your eyes, I'm an unscrupulous woman, right?" Cynthia stared at him, while her heart hurt like being torn apart.

"You two, stop arguing." Olivia came over, holding Gray's arm, with tears in her eyes: "Gray, I know it's my fault. I shouldn't love you so deeply. You are married now. I am sorry for causing such an awkward situation between me and Cynthia..."

"The one who should leave is me. I shouldn't interfere in your marriage and destroy your relationship. "

With that spoken, Olivia walked to Cynthia and bowed to her: "Cynthia, I'm sorry for the harm I cause you."

If it weren't for a hint of provocation flickering through her eyes, Cynthia would have believed her.

If it were in the past, Cynthia would have exposed her without hesitation, questioned her, and confronted her.

But now, she found that doing so will only distance her from Gray farther. Wasn't this what Olivia wanted to see?

Cynthia smiled bitterly. her voice turned hoarse: "I will get divorced from him. You will achieve what you want soon, so there is no need to feign."

Seeing this, Gray found his wrath added with more fuel. Olivia had swallowed her pride in front of her. She was still aggressive here. He stepped forward and embraced Olivia in his arms. His eyes were like hurricanes, devastating everything in sight, "get out of here, the farther you get away, the better!"

Cynthia raised her chin and tried her best not to let the tears flow from her eyes. She watched the two who were hugging each other tightly with complex feelings, then turned her back against them and left.

The moment of turning around, tears welled up in her eyes.

She was far from being as strong as she imagined.

After going out, ignoring the disdainful look from the employees, who waited to see her lose face, she blurred her vision with tears and walked out of the company in despair.

Standing on the road and looking at the vehicles zooming by on the road, she felt for the first time that in this huge city, she was so small, lonely, and isolated, like a stray ghost.

Looking blankly at the street, she wiped away her tears and was about to go home when her phone rang.

The call was from her mom.

As soon as the call was answered, her mom's anxious voice was sent from the other end of the phone, "Cynthia! Emergency! Your brother had been beaten and sent into the emergency room now. Come over quickly!"

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