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On the other end of the line, there was an immediate silence. Even the noisy background seemed to vanish.
After a few seconds, Chen Yi let out a scoff, his tone carrying his usual sense of control mixed with a hint of condescension. “Lin Wan, what are you throwing a tantrum about now? It’s my fault regarding the anniversary; I’ll make it up to you with a gift later. Stop being so childish, okay?”
He always did this, trivializing all my disappointment and pain as mere “tantrums” or “childishness,” as if I were an immature child needing gifts and sweet talk to be soothed.
“I’m not throwing a tantrum.” My voice remained calm, like a frozen lake. “I’m serious, Chen Yi. Divorce.”
“Reason.” His tone turned cold, the slight tipsiness and impatience evaporating, replaced by a sharpness that felt like scrutiny. “Give me a decent reason.”
“Reason?” I retorted, finding it somewhat ridiculous. “Do I even need to provide one? Don’t you know in your heart?”
How had he treated me over the past two years? The late-night waits, the unfulfilled expectations, the ambiguous air surrounding him, his dwindling patience and concern for me… Had he forgotten all that? Or had it never mattered to him at all?
“If you’re upset about tonight…”
“It’s not about tonight.” I interrupted him, unwilling to hear any more of his hollow excuses. “It’s you, Chen Yi. You’ve made me feel that there’s no longer any need to maintain this marriage.”
“Lin Wan!” His voice suddenly rose in anger. “Do you think I’ve been too indulgent with you lately? Let me tell you, my patience has its limits!”
Indulgent? What did he mean by that? Was it giving me enough money to spend? Or allowing me to stay in this empty mansion of his?
I laughed silently. To him, this was already considered “indulgence.”
“My patience has run out too, Chen Yi.” I said, my tone colder and more resolute than ever. “I’ll prepare the divorce agreement. I don’t want a single cent of the assets; I just want to leave.”
“You dare!” he shouted angrily. “Lin Wan, you are my wife! You want to leave? Only over my dead body!”
What absurd possessiveness. Did he see me as an object? Something he could keep or discard at will?
“Think what you want.” I didn’t want to waste any more words with him. “That’s it.”
I hung up the phone directly and then turned it off.
The world instantly became quiet.
I looked at the darkened screen of my phone, reflecting my pale and unfamiliar face.
So be it.
Really, let it end like this.
I picked up the small suitcase I had packed long ago, containing only a few pieces of my clothes and the art supplies I used in college.
I glanced around this "home." Luxurious, cold, devoid of any warmth.
In the entryway, neatly arranged were dozens of his expensive leather shoes, each pair shining brightly. Beside them were my few simple flats, which felt utterly out of place.
Just like me, I was out of place in his world.
I slipped on my shoes, pulled my suitcase along, and opened the door.
The cold wind of the night hit me, making me shiver but also sharpening my mind.
I didn’t look back as I gently closed the door behind me.
With a soft click, it was over between Chen Yi and me.
I didn’t want to disturb Su Qing; she had work in the morning. I took a taxi to a nearby Budget Hotel.
The room was small and simply furnished, but it brought me a long-lost sense of security.
I had finally escaped that glamorous cage.
Lying on the hard bed, I stared at the ceiling, wide awake through the night.
There was no sadness, no reluctance—only a weariness that felt like dust settling.
And a sense of… emptiness that came with rebirth.
The next morning, I was awakened by the blinding sunlight.
The first thing I did was buy a new SIM card and change my number.
Then I went to the bank to check my personal account. It held the savings I had accumulated over several years of work—not much, but enough to support me for a while.
After marrying Chen Yi, he had insisted that I quit my job, claiming he wanted to "support" me. Looking back now, it was just another form of imprisonment.
I needed to find a job; I needed to start my life anew.
As I was pondering, my phone rang with an unfamiliar number. I hesitated for a moment before answering.
"Lin Wan! Where the hell are you?!" Chen Yi's furious voice came through the receiver, making my ears buzz. "Who gave you the nerve to turn off your phone?!"
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