“Daphne!”
Matthew’s sharp rebuke was filled with rage as he glared at her.
Just then, a faint noise came from upstairs.
Moments later, Charlotte’s fragile voice called out, “Matthew, it hurts…”
Matthew’s expression shifted instantly, and he rushed upstairs without hesitation.
Soon, his worried voice echoed from above, “Charlotte, how could you be so careless? You’ll worry me to death!”
Daphne stood alone in the empty living room, her gaze slowly shifting to the cold divorce agreement on the table.
“From today, Mr. Matthew Roberts and Ms. Daphne Walker voluntarily terminate their marital relationship.”
Each word felt like a sharp blade, cutting through her already fragile heart.
In the end, she fled back to her room, feeling utterly defeated.
Chapter 3
In the cold, lonely bedroom, she curled up on the carpet, her eyes wrosecondly demo the wedding photo on the bedside table,
In the photo, she and Matthew were smiling brightly, their eyes filled with hope for the future and deep affection for each other,
She couldn’t help but reach out and touch the image of herself, as if she were transported back to that sunny afternoon.
“You… are so beautiful,”
The memory of his voice was as vivid as ever, and the way Matthew’s eyes lit up with excitement and tenderness seemed so real.
But why did it now feel so distant?
The once beautiful memories had all turned into sharp blades, slowly tearing Daphne’s
heart apart.
She closed her eyes, but in the end, her tears fell, soaking the photo and shattering like glass on the cold tiles–clear and broken.
After a long while, an abrupt ringtone jolted her back to reality.
She opened her phone, and the message on the screen left her with a mix of emotions.
“Ms. Walker, your scheduled hypnosis procedure will take place in seven days. Please prepare yourself.”
