Those days, I frantically called him. His phone was either unreachable or he didn't answer.
Finally, when it did go through, it was Layla who answered.
Layla asked innocently who I was and told me Levi was in the shower.
My last bit of hope was shattered.
Under my mother-in-law's sarcastic remarks, I signed the divorce papers and moved out of the Davis residence with the 200,000.
"Fine, I'll give you another reason."
I forced back my tears and looked at him stubbornly. "Levi, listen to me. I never loved you. I wasn't happy with you. So I want a divorce. Is that reason good enough?"
His fingers holding my chin tightened noticeably.
Disappointment flashed in his eyes.
Maybe this was a man's nature. He could abandon me, but the divorce couldn't be my idea.
Not wanting to see him anymore, I pushed open the car door and got out.
Back at the rental, I pulled the blanket over my head and tried to sleep.
But the more I tried to sleep, the more awake I became.
My mind was filled with memories of being with Levi.
I remembered the first time I met Levi was at a university basketball match.
As the basketball team captain from another school, he was outstanding in both skill and looks.