Chapter 1 Divorce Demand
When Bian Yi came back, he threw down his tie.
He yelled, "What the hell is wrong with you?!"
I knew why he was furious.
Because the accident downstairs was just a delivery cart that had dropped a package.
He only took one look.
Once he confirmed it wasn't the girl who got out of the car with him who was hurt, he rushed back up.
Convinced I was just being crazy.
I lit a cigarette.
I still couldn't calm down.
I looked up at him. "Bian Yi, let's get a divorce."
He froze.
Then he came over and felt my forehead.
Seeming gentle.
"No fever. What nonsense are you talking?"
I stubbed out the cigarette.
I told him seriously.
"If we don't divorce, I'll cheat."
He had already turned to take off his coat, answering casually.
"Then you'd better find someone clean. Don't bring any dirty diseases home."
I was silent for a moment.
"Fine."
Bian Yi's movements stopped.
His gaze locked on my face.
"Hah. Suit yourself."