Chapter 4

I could hardly believe my ears.

Even if we had torn our relationship apart, he had ruined my family's livelihood, and even tried to strangle me yesterday. I thought those things were already inhumanly cruel.

Now he wants me to apologize to his mistress?

Seeing me stunned, Xavier simply grabbed my chin, turning my face towards Mia.

"Didn't you hear? I told you to apologize to Mia."

Xavier is a businessman. He knows too well how to shatter a person's heart.

Even if the person in front of him is his wife of many years.

Since entering the house, Mia hadn't looked at me directly.

She lowered her eyes, slightly pursing her lips. Without saying a word, she put on an act of having suffered greatly, inviting sympathy.

"Mr. Sullivan, there's no need for this," Mia said softly.

"My position is already improper. It's natural for this lady to dislike me."

That's what she said, but I clearly saw Mia roll her eyes up slightly, glaring at me.

Seeing that I remained silent, Mia tugged at Xavier's sleeve again.

"Mr. Sullivan, I'm a bit tired. I want to rest for a while."

Xavier kissed Mia's cheek, his tone gentle: "Alright, go rest in the bedroom first."

Mia's big eyes glanced at me, her tone doubtful: "This is your home. Where should I go to rest?"

Xavier generously led her to our bedroom, his intentions clear.

My whole body trembled uncontrollably.

I bit my teeth hard to keep myself from going crazy and cursing loudly.

I tried my best to calm my breathing. Watching Xavier escort her properly into the room, I finally spoke hoarsely to his back:

"Xavier Sullivan, let's get a divorce."

"You've trampled my dignity like garbage. You've destroyed my parents' life's work in an instant."

I stared at him with reddened eyes, forcing myself to stay calm: "It's all my fault. My fault for being blind back then."

Hearing this, Xavier actually raised an eyebrow slightly.

He stood in front of me with his hands in his pockets, that handsome face close to my eyes.

His expression was malicious.

There was even a meaningful look I couldn't understand.

"Who said I want to divorce you?"

"As long as you behave and don't do anything out of line, you're still my wife, the wealthy Mrs. Sullivan."

I stared at him in disbelief: "What do you take me for?"

Unexpectedly, Xavier stood up and waved his hand dismissively: "Don't pull this act. Wasn't it the Sullivan family status you were after when you dated and married me in the first place?"

"Aria, you know very well how much your father's career advanced after you married me. Now you're pulling this divorce stunt?"

I stood there dumbfounded, my mind blank.

But Xavier didn't give me any further explanation. He loosened his tie and returned to the master bedroom where Mia was.

Perhaps I had experienced too many shocks lately.

Upon learning that Xavier viewed my feelings for him this way, besides shock, I also felt a bit ridiculous.

At this moment, Mia poked her head out of the master bedroom again. She had changed into a bathrobe, her hair loose, her cheeks flushed.

"Sister, I'm a bit hungry. Mr. Sullivan said your cooking is delicious," Mia said with a bright smile.

"You've been a housewife for so many years, you must have lots of specialties. Could you please go buy some groceries and come back later?"

As soon as Mia finished speaking, she was pulled back inside, the door slamming shut.

I said nothing, just took off my wedding ring and threw it in the trash.

Taking one last look at this house full of irony, I realized letting go could be this easy.

Before I could hear any nauseating sounds, I turned and left.

There's no need to rack your brains to drive me away.

I won't stay a moment longer in this rotten place.