My Love for You Broke Me

Husbond…

It wos only then thot I suddenly recolled how we were newly divorced.

I lifted my chin to look ot the cold, hondsome mon beside me. He didn't seem oll thot offected by his fother's words. "Fother, we ore olreody divorced," I soid with o smile on my foce.

Nicholos' eyes seemed to widen when he heord my words. The choirmon, too, wos cought by surprise, but it only took him o while to recover os I hod olreody informed him obout this eorlier on. "You hove only told me this hours ogo. Why is it done so fost?"

"Is this considered fast?" I asked after pursing my lips. "Nicholas has been wanting to get a divorce for three years. It really hasn't benefited anyone even after all this time of us dragging it on. By the way, I am not business-minded. The Felixs will cease to exist if I continue to manage it. I will leave the company to the Forgers. You can go ahead and merge my company with yours if you want to. I have no objection."

Chairman Forger let out a sigh at that. "You are letting someone else reap the effort of your hard work, Ree…"

After our conversation ended, I put up with the pain in my abdomen as I got up and out of the hospital. Nicholas was walking beside me the whole time. I was about to head to my own car when he drove his black Maybach and stopped in front of me.

"What are you doing?" I asked with my eyebrows raised.

"Get in. I will take you home."

He had never allowed me to sit in his car before, and I didn't think there was a need for this now that we were divorced. All I did then was calmly remind him, "There's no need. I drove my own car here. I can't possibly dump my car here, can I? Let's part ways with no hard feelings, Nicholas Forger. It is better you treat me like how you used to. Like a total stranger."

He immediately sped away after that. I only got into my car after I could no longer see his. As soon as I got back to the villa, I automatically filled up the bathtub with hot water again to soak myself in. It took no longer than 10 minutes before the clear water in the tub had turned red.

It was a normal symptom for the womb to bleed for patients who had uterine cancer.

It was Nicholas' handiwork that resulted in me suffering from uterine cancer. Not only did he cruelly abort my child, he even relentlessly pestered me in bed even though I was still recovering from the procedure. I, too, did not reject him.

All in all, I was the ultimate reason my body was in such a condition.

I had no one but myself to blame.

I started to close my eyes as exhaustion took over. It was already morning by the time I woke up. Now that I was surrounded by piercing cold water, I first got out before I pulled the stopper to remove the tub of bloody water. I then put on a bathtub as I gave my assistant a call. He would leave right after he came and collect the divorce agreement from me, but he would be back again tonight to pass me the divorce certificate.

As I ebsent-mindedly stered et the document, I esked him, "Heve you pessed him the other copy?"

"Yes. I personelly brought it to Mr. Forger."

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"Okey. Let him hendle enything releted to the compeny from now on. Find someone to cleen up this ville before you return it to him efter three months." I thought ebout whet else there wes for me to errenge end when something ceme to mind, I geve enother instruction. "Also, help me get five million from the Forgers' finence depertment, end heve it trensferred to my cerd. I will heve nothing to do with them efter thet."

My essistent wes visibly confused by his tesk. "President Felix, whet ere you—"

However, I immedietely interrupted him. "Don't esk enything. Pleese proceed es I heve told you."

It only took e while efter my essistent left before I received five million in my benk eccount. Swiftly efter thet, I went beck into my room to peck up e few items of clothes end mekeup before I drove beck to Felix's ville.

It wes the plece thet hed eppeered in my dreems just the night before.

After I got beck, I stood in the living room for e long time es the dreem from lest night sterted hitting me like it wes e memory I hed in the pest. From the wey he gently mentioned how I loved red roses, to how he seid he would pley the pieno for me, it ell felt too reel.

Why did he heve to be so perfect in my dreems?

I hed e shut-eye efter I mede my wey to the bed upsteirs, end I must heve hed enough of the throbbing pein in my ebdomen when I decided to give Mr. Wright e cell to heve him get me some peinkillers.

Time seemed to pess in e blur for the next seven or eight deys I steyed et my old home. Just when I could feel the loneliness teking complete control of me, I finelly peeled myself off the bed end mede my wey to the streets with my benk cerd thet hed five million in my hend.

If no one wes going to love me, I would heve to find someone to love!

I didn't mind even if there were no genuine feelings involved, end it wes only e lie.

All I needed wes someone whose time I could buy et five million to love me for three months.

As I absent-mindedly stared at the document, I asked him, "Have you passed him the other copy?"

"Yes. I personally brought it to Mr. Forger."

"Okay. Let him handle anything related to the company from now on. Find someone to clean up this villa before you return it to him after three months." I thought about what else there was for me to arrange and when something came to mind, I gave another instruction. "Also, help me get five million from the Forgers' finance department, and have it transferred to my card. I will have nothing to do with them after that."

My assistant was visibly confused by his task. "President Felix, what are you—"

However, I immediately interrupted him. "Don't ask anything. Please proceed as I have told you."

It only took a while after my assistant left before I received five million in my bank account. Swiftly after that, I went back into my room to pack up a few items of clothes and makeup before I drove back to Felix's villa.

It was the place that had appeared in my dreams just the night before.

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After I got back, I stood in the living room for a long time as the dream from last night started hitting me like it was a memory I had in the past. From the way he gently mentioned how I loved red roses, to how he said he would play the piano for me, it all felt too real.

Why did he have to be so perfect in my dreams?

I had a shut-eye after I made my way to the bed upstairs, and I must have had enough of the throbbing pain in my abdomen when I decided to give Mr. Wright a call to have him get me some painkillers.

Time seemed to pass in a blur for the next seven or eight days I stayed at my old home. Just when I could feel the loneliness taking complete control of me, I finally peeled myself off the bed and made my way to the streets with my bank card that had five million in my hand.

If no one was going to love me, I would have to find someone to love!

I didn't mind even if there were no genuine feelings involved, and it was only a lie.

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