They left swaggeringly, and I collapsed in front of the hospital, trembling all over.
In the end, it was a passing old lady who sent me to the emergency room.
No matter how painful the bleeding was, it couldn't compare to the pain in my heart.
I forced myself to hold on and contacted a lawyer. I asked him to immediately draft a divorce agreement and said that Samuel should bear all the medical expenses.
After nearly two weeks of recuperation, I returned home and packed my luggage. The first thing I did was to find Jocelyn.
I didn't even need to contact Samuel. I knew he would be by her side.
Today was Jocelyn's birthday.
She was wearing a delicate dress and standing happily among the crowd. When she found out that I came over, she covered her mouth in surprise.
"Samuel has been so worried about me recently, and I can't even drive him away. Clare, please don't get angry..."
I clenched my teeth and slapped her.
Soon, a palm print appeared on her fair face.
Samuel couldn't stand her being treated unfairly like this, so he walked over with a stern expression.
I was no match for him, so I just picked up a porcelain plate next to me and threw it at him.
"Clare, stop it, are you crazy?"