Chapter 7
Her frown deepened. “Trying to gross me out with this? How immature are you?”
“Gross you out?” I signaled the waiter for a coffee. “I don’t have the energy. I already told you on the phone—I want a divorce.”
The coffee arrived. I took a calm sip while MuJinci and ChenYi stared at me like I’d lost my mind.
“SuYueming, do you even hear yourself?” MuJinci’s voice was sharp, warning.
I smiled again. “Loud and clear. It’s just divorce. You like ChenYi. I don’t like you anymore. Perfect timing—we get divorced, you two can remarry on an auspicious day. Everybody wins.”
MuJinci’s fists clenched.
“SuYueming, you’re overthinking this.” ChenYi waved his hands quickly, but the corner of his mouth twitched upward. “MuJinci and I did love each other once, but that’s ancient history. We’re completely innocent, we—”
“Who said I like ChenYi?”
ChenYi had been rambling, but MuJinci cut him off, face dark, glaring straight at me.
ChenYi turned to her, stunned. “?”
I let out a quiet tsk. “MuJinci, you can ask that with a straight face? Look, no need to rush and deny it. I’m not trying to call you out. Who you’re with is none of my business anymore. I just want the divorce done.”
MuJinci slammed her fist on the table, making my coffee slosh.
“SuYueming, aren’t you going too far?”
“Too far? I’m just asking for a divorce. How is that too far? Or are you scared to go through with it? What, too used to having a doormat who asks for nothing in return?” I laughed at myself.
“Scared?” MuJinci gritted her teeth. “Fine, let’s divorce! We’ll see who comes crawling back begging for a remarriage first.”
“Think whatever you want. As long as we divorce.” I glanced at her. “Tomorrow, ten o’clock, at the civil affairs bureau.”
I stood and walked past them. “Don’t be late. I hope you keep your word.”
The next day, MuJinci was late anyway.
And she brought ChenYi with her.
“SuYueming, if you’re regretting it now, apologize and I might consider giving you one chance to fix this…”
“Save it. Let’s go in.” I didn’t want to hear another word of her arrogance. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her straight to the counter.
MuJinci’s face stayed thunderous the entire time.
We followed the staff through the process. When we stepped out of the civil affairs bureau, she was still talking.
“SuYueming, you’re getting bolder and bolder. Did I spoil you too much?”
“I wanted divorce, fine, I gave it to you. But when you come begging in a few days, I absolutely didn't agree to a remarriage!”
“Had enough?”
I looked at her coldly.
“…”
She faltered, surprised by my tone.
“When you asked me out, I told you to think carefully. You said you really liked me. Fine—I dated you, married you, gave you everything I had. I did my best as a husband, fulfilled my duties. I never asked for anything in return because we were married, because we were supposed to be one. I only wanted our marriage to be happy. But you—what did you give me?”
I said it word by word, letting five years of resentment pour out.
MuJinci narrowed her eyes, something shifting in her gaze.
I sighed and looked at her one last time. “MuJinci, I don’t owe you anything.”