"Ms. Ellison, you have to think twice. We are willing to compensate you now because we feel guilty."

"We don't want to deceive you anymore."

"If you have any objections to the division of property, you can raise up. We are willing to do our best to compensate you for your efforts over the past years."

Hearing such a long string of words, I restrained myself and questioned Chasel, "Is what she said true? You've been pretending to love me these years?"

"Yes. I want to live with Serena honorably from now on."

"You are lying."

I calmly tore up the divorce petition.

He didn't even dare to glance at me, and this left me unconvinced.

"Your acting was so poor. When you tell me the truth, I will go to the court with you."

Perhaps seeing that I was stubborn, Chasel took Serena and left without looking back.

Chasel didn't come back for three months.

During that period, I sent him countless messages and called him umpteen times, but there was no response.

I was anxious, guessing if he was really suffering from something or what.

I went to his company, but was told that Chasel was on a business trip.

I could call him successfully, but he never picked up.

Except for one. It was late at night.

A soft, sleepy female voice came from the phone, accompanied by the sound of a rubbing quilt.

I was in a panic and subconsciously hung up the phone.

It's Serena. Chasel was with Serena.

After this call, I sat at home for a whole night and forced myself to accept that perhaps Chasel and Serena were really childhood sweethearts.

Chasel had pretended for 11 years and he decided to drop the mask.

But why? Why should I step aside to make their love come true?

What about my love?

Chasel came back one day. He looked much thinner and had a stubbly beard, perhaps because of the tiring business trip. In a word, he became haggard.

I said fiercely, "I won't divorce with you unless I die."

Chasel was silent for a long time.

"Suit yourself."

I quarreled with Chasel frequently from then on.

Every time we quarreled or when he's not home, he would go to accompany Serena.

And every time he left, he would leave a divorce petition to me.

At first, I would throw the petitions into the trash. But gradually I numbly put them away.

He regularly posted updates about his traveling time with Serena on Instagram and introduced Serena to all his friends.