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Ayla snapped. \u201cWhy should I cry for you? So you can feel like I can\u2019t live without you? Or do you just want to see me loving you so much that I lose all my dignity? Does that make you feel good?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes were red and burning. \u201cTroy, think about how you treated me these past three years. And after Skyla came back, how you treated her. I never pointed at your face and called you a manipulative jerk who doesn\u2019t know how to protect the woman he\u2019s with. You should be grateful I still gave you some respect. And now you have the nerve to ask why I\u2019m not crying for you? You want to see me break for you? Lose myself for you? Why should I ever feed that dark, twisted thought in your head?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Troy let out a cold laugh. \u201cSo at the end of the day, you\u2019re just angry I didn\u2019t love you. If it bothered you that much, why divorce me? If we stayed married, you\u2019d be my wife forever. You could cling to me for the rest of your life. Isn\u2019t that what you wanted?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla clenched her teeth. \u201cDo you think I\u2019m foolish? Do you think I\u2019m worthless? Why would I waste my whole life on a man who doesn\u2019t love me? Why would I stay in a marriage that gave me zero hope? I already wasted three years. I\u2019m done. I want a life without you. I want my own future. Did you hear me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Troy\u2019s chest tightened. His vision even went dark for a second. \u201cThen why did you love me so much back then? Why insist on marrying me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why did you marry me?\u201d Ayla shot back. \u201cYou didn\u2019t love me. You could\u2019ve said no. Do you really think your grandpa would force you to marry a woman you didn\u2019t love? If you refused, what could I have done? Dragged you to the altar? I couldn\u2019t. I wouldn\u2019t. I would\u2019ve accepted it. I would\u2019ve stayed away from you. And if you had never married me, I wouldn\u2019t have suffered these three years!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Troy\u2019s voice dropped to ice. \u201cSo basically, you should\u2019ve never fallen in love with me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla\u2019s entire body shook, and her heart felt torn open, bleeding and raw with wounds. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with loving someone? Tell me. What is so wrong about loving someone?\u201d\/\u00a0<\/p>\n
She grabbed his collar and stared straight into his eyes. Her voice was sharp and fierce. \u201cSay it. What is wrong with loving someone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Troy clenched his jaw hard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But he said nothing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla\u2019s voice broke, anger and pain mixing together. \u201cWith how unreasonable you are, maybe you shouldn\u2019t have saved me that day. You should\u2019ve let me drown. If you hadn\u2019t saved me, I wouldn\u2019t have loved you. And none of this would\u2019ve happened.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She stepped back, her voice hoarse. \u201cDo you ever ask yourself the same question? Was saving someone a\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Ayla stared at Troy\u2019s tight jawline and frozen expression. Her heart was wounded by him once again. But seeing him like this brought a strange rush of satisfaction. Maybe she was a little crazy too. \u201cIf you think saving someone was a mistake,\u201d she said coldly, \u201cthen I really have nothing left to say!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next second, she let go of him. Her strength drained away, leaving her weak and empty. Her voice\u00a0<\/p>\n
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turned cold and mocking. \u201cWhat\u2019s the point of arguing with you? We\u2019re already divorced. We\u2019re over. Whatever the cause or reason doesn\u2019t matter anymore.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Almost the moment she finished speaking, the document stamped with the words \u201cdivorce certificate\u201d was handed to them by the officer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Both of their gazes locked on those two words at the same time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Both pairs of eyes hardened instantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just seconds ago, the officer thought these two had no feelings for each other. Now they were snapping at each other with so much force that even the people waiting in line stepped back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Terrified, the officer rushed to process their paperwork quicker. One second too late, and she felt these two might actually start a fight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But once the divorce certificates were handed over, they were no longer husband and wife. Legally, they had nothing to do with each other anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The officer only wanted to get this pair out of the room. \u201cNext!\u201d she called.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But neither Ayla nor Troy stepped aside. The officer heart jumped up into her throat. Were they really about to start another fight? Or worse-get physical?\u00a0<\/p>\n
She froze at this thought. She\u2019d seen many couples divorce, even extreme cases\u2014like a man stabbing his wife right in the courthouse. But looking at these two, they clearly weren\u2019t ordinary people. They had power, money, and a polished life. If they acted out, the fallout would be huge.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Still, rich people had their own brand of crazy. Just in case, she tensed up, ready to intervene the moment something happened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But she was overthinking it. They didn\u2019t fight. They didn\u2019t argue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Troy took his copy of the divorce certificate. The sharp anger in his eyes faded, replaced by a calm, icy distance. Then he turned to Ayla. Some of that coldness actually softened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla picked up her copy. She felt Troy looking at her, so she glanced back. He was handsome-handsome enough that even if \u201cjerk\u201d were tattooed across his forehead, plenty of people would still throw themselves at him. But not her. Not anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The divorce certificate she had waited so long for was finally in her hands. She thought she should say something-anything. But after that argument, she found she had nothing left to say.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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