As soon as I entered, I bumped into Silas and the girls sitting at the dining table, talking and laughing.
"Sign it."
My voice was cold as ice as I slammed the divorce agreement onto the table.
"So, you ran away overnight just to get this divorce agreement, huh?"
"Juliette, you've really gone too far!"
I hugged the urn tightly as my head lowered.
"Silas, let's just let each other go."
"I don't love you anymore."
In the past, I would still argue with Silas, sometimes even fight with him when things got heated.
I would point my finger at his nose and question him, asking if the love he swore to me back then was just a joke.
Most of the time, I still held onto a glimmer of hope, hoping he would forgive me, hoping we could make our marriage work.
So, when he said he liked wild women, I learned to please him in bed.
When he liked innocent ones, I would wear his favorite clothes to make him happy.
But then, one woman after another moved in and my heart grew colder bit by bit.
Those tricks I used to please him became my shame and also became his way to humiliate me.
"Juliette, what's this you dropped ..."
"Lester Fox?"
Sue picked up the business card I had dropped on the floor and read the name aloud.