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Asher replied, [Come over.]
I was planning to take a cab home, but after I changed and stepped out, Parker rolled down his car window and called out to me.
“I’ll give you a ride.”
I was a bit surprised. Being a top lawyer, Parker was usually quite busy. Yet here he was, chuckling lightly as he drove. “The firm gave us the day off.”
Why did it feel like he was more excited about my divorce than I was?
When we arrived at the apartment
complex, he told me he would wait at the entrance and asked me to find him after I was done. I nodded and walked toward the place I had called home for six years.
Just as I reached the building, a splash of cold water suddenly drenched me. I looked
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up and saw Camilla leaning out from the second floor.
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“Oh, sorry, Avery! I was just watering my plants. I didn’t notice you down there…” She gave me an exaggerated apology, but the flash of smugness in her eyes was impossible to miss.
Not in the mood to tolerate her act, I slapped her hard across the face.
Caught off guard, Camilla staggered back, clutching her cheek. Before she could fall, Asher caught her. He looked at me, his expression cold, but then he froze, noticing my wet clothes.
“Avery, why are you soaked?”
Before I could answer, Camilla feigned
guilt and stepped in.
“Asher, it’s all my fault! I was just
watering the flowers and didn’t see Avery down there. It was an accident…”
I glanced over at the small garden on the
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first floor, once my sanctuary. All the gardenias I had carefully tended were
gone, replaced by gaudy red peonies and chrysanthemums.
This apartment originally didn’t come with a garden. Asher had bought it because he knew I loved flowers. Over the years, neighbors often complimented the gardenias I grew, and if they wanted a few blossoms, I’d happily let them take some home to add warmth to their spaces.
But Asher never liked them. He’d always wrinkle his nose.
“They smell awful, and the white color feels unlucky. Why not plant something more cheerful?”
Sure enough, since Camilla moved in, the entire garden had been transformed.
Noticing my gaze, Camilla put on her most innocent face and explained, “Sorry, Avery. Ash thought I should add some variety, so I replaced them. If you don’t like it, I can
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change it back right away!”
I sneered. “No need. As long as you two are happy.”
Camilla looked at me, pleasantly surprised. “Really?”
A flicker of surprise crossed Asher’s face.
The divorce papers in my hand were soaked, so I printed out a fresh copy and placed it in front of him. He stared at me, stunned.
“Avery, what are you doing?”
“Divorcing you,” I replied without
expression. “I messaged you earlier. You agreed.”
Asher looked dazed, almost in disbelief, as he checked his phone and found my message, with a reply he hadn’t sent.
He turned, casting a cold glance at Camilla, who lowered her head, guilty.
“I just thought Avery looked too pitiful,
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always hesitant to come back. So I replied on your behalf, Ash.”
Asher clenched his fists, then grabbed the freshly printed divorce papers and tore them to shreds.
