Chapter 1
The soft hum of the overhead chandelier did little to break the suffocating silence of the grand dining hall.
Skylar Laurent Lawrence sat at the long mahogany table, her delicate fingers wrapped around a wine glass she hadn’t taken a sip from.
It was a very expensive wine and had been stored for a long time. Skylar had deliberately stored this wine since six months ago, for this special day.
However, it seemed, she would not be able to enjoy the sweet taste of the special wine, because everything she had planned for a long time had fallen apart since David said that he was going home with someone and they needed to have a serious talk on their wedding anniversary night tonight.
At this moment, across from Skylar, David Lawrence, her husband of two years, sat with an air of indifference, his eyes fixed on the woman beside him Jenna.
Jenna Monroe, Skylar’s stepsister, was everything Skylar was not in David’s eyes–delicate, innocent, and, most importantly, the woman he believed had saved his life years ago.
Skylar’s lips curled into a bitter smile at the irony. The real woman who had pulled him from the wreckage that night had been her, not Jenna. But no one cared to know the truth, especially David.
He always believed that his savior was Jenna. In David’s eyes, Jenna was an angel, who humbly hid the fact about her heroic action, while Skylar who didn’t know anything felt like she had done him a favor.
David loved Jenna very much and thought that whatever she did was good, pleasant, and appropriate.
On the contrary, during the two years of marriage with Skylar, the contents were only ridicule, a freezing cold attitude, and sharp sentences without tolerance, because of David’s great dislike for Skylar.
The bad feeling that Skylar felt for a few days earlier, when David only chuckled sarcastically when she reminded him about their second wedding anniversary tonight, seemed like it would soon happen.
“Skylar,” David’s voice finally broke the silence, his tone as cold as the winter rain outside. “Let’s get straight to the point. I want a divorce.” There it was. The words she had been expecting for months finally spoke aloud. A sharp pain twisted in her chest, but she didn’t let it show. She had spent years learning to conceal her emotions, growing up in a house where she was treated as an afterthought, an inconvenience. Skylar had grown accustomed to being sidelined, ignored, and considered the source of trouble for everything she did and didn’t do. She never cried or complained. She self–medicated her heartache and physical wounds with her lips tightly pursed, numbing her sadness and anger by biting the inside of her cheeks.
She should have known for a long time that the word divorce would be uttered by David at any time and had been prepared.
Skylar lifted her gaze to meet h
cold
eyes. “Alright.”
David frowned, as if taken aback by her lack resistance. Jenna, seated beside him, blinked in surprise before a smug smile crept onto her lips.
glass.
“Is that all?” David asked, his fingers tight around his
He had never expected Skylar to accept so
SO
quickly. The fact left David feeling shocked and a little… Annoyed.
“What else do you want me to say?” Skylar tilted her head slightly, her tone light. “Beg you to stay? Plead for your love? That was never part of our marriage, was it?”
David’s jaw tightened. For two years, he had convinced himself that Skylar was nothing but a woman forced into his life, a manipulator who had stolen his happiness. But now, as she accepted the divorce without a fight, an unfamiliar feeling settled in his chest.
Did Skylar really know that he would ask for this divorce and she had prepared herself, that’s why she accepted it easily and didn’t put up any resistance at all, even though it was just a denial?
Didn’t Skylar love him, so she accepted without protest when they were matched and asked to get married. She even acted like a good wife all this time, in order to melt David’s heart that he had given to Jenna.
Skylar even prepared a special dinner to celebrate their second wedding anniversary, and David deliberately chose today to ask for a divorce and bring Jenna along.
Then, why is Skylar acting so calm and cold?
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finally be together
Jenna placed a delicate hand on David’s arm, her voice syrupy sweet. “David, Skylar understands. This is for the best. We can openly.”
Oddly enough, David was not at all pleased to hear Jenna’s words. “You really agree with a divorce, Skylar? You won’t regret it?”
Skylar forced herself not to roll her eyes at Jenna’s performance and David’s weird words. “You expect me to regret it?”
David was surprised to hear the coldness in Skylar’s voice. “I mean, if you need to–”
“I’ll have the papers signed by tomorrow,” Skylar said, cutting David off.
She stood, pushing back her chair gracefully. The air in the room felt suffocating, laced with betrayal and the faint scent of red wine.
As she turned to leave, David’s voice stopped her. “You won’t get a cent from me,” he said sharply. “I won’t let you use this marriage to profit.” Skylar paused, then let out a quiet chuckle. “Keep your money, David. I never needed it.”
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said in a fake soft tone.
Skylar clenched her fists so hard her knuckles turned white, holding herself back from hitting the pair of damned humans behind her.
“Just put an agreement on paper that says I won’t sue you for anything, David, if you’re that worried about interest in anything to do with you. Not anymore.”
your money,” Skylar said flatly. “I have no
With that, she walked away, her back straight and unyielding. She didn’t look back, even when she heard Jenna’s delighted giggle or David’s sharp Intake of breath.
She had lost everything.
