After the Divorce: I Saw the DawnChapter 1
I had been secretly married to the singer Clara Lowe for seven years, and she had finally agreed to announce it at her concert officially.
However, on that day, a famous young heartthrob took the stage with a bouquet and proposed to her, saying, "Loving you is my unchanging mission for this lifetime."
Clara accepted it with pleasure, saying, "The most precious gift is deep affection. I love you too."
The two of them shared a passionate kiss in front of tens of thousands of fans.
At the sight of that scene, I felt like I was in an ice cellar. I threw the bouquet I was holding into the trash can and walked away.
"Clara, let's get a divorce. Don't force it."
I went home in the rain, and my face was pale from the headache.
Not long after, Clara came back with flowers in her arms. At the sight of me being drenched, her first reaction was not concern or guilt but rather a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.
"What's this? Is the little jealous cat trying to play the sympathy card again?"
She walked up to me, took off her high heels, lifted her delicate legs wrapped in black pantyhose, put her toes against my chest, and moved down little by little.
"On our anniversary next year, I will make it official.
My feet hurt from all the jumping and dancing at the concert today. Honey, can you hold me and take me to a shower?"
Clara always liked the carrot-and-stick approach.
She thought I was a sucker for this.
In fact, I just loved her so much that I couldn't bear to quarrel with her and see her suffer.
"Do you have a broken foot or leg? Can't walk on your own?"
This time, my response was unusually cold.
Clara was stunned in surprise, then pouted, "I just want my husband to hold me."
As she spoke, she opened her arms and was about to pounce on me.
The green bracelet on her wrist, a gift from Jackson, sparkled under the light as if mocking me for being cheated on.
With a sullen face, I moved away.
Clara missed her aim, immediately furrowing her brows, with shock evident in her eyes.
"You've never been like this before."
She probably didn't expect that her tried-and-tested trick would fail again and again tonight.
"You like being held in the bath, don't you?
Go to Jackson, then. You accepted his advances and even kissed him."
I walked straight to the bathroom and didn't bother to look at her anymore.