She had brought up the divorce a few days ago, and he hadn’t

responded. Today, she proposed it again?

He was never good-tempered. She should be well aware of that.

Being yanked brutally pissed Harriet off. She looked at him, her

tone stern. “If I had known our marriage would be like this, I

never would’ve married you, Ellsworth.”

After a pause, she added, “I know you don’t want the divorce to

affect thepany. Once we finalize the paperwork, I won’t

tell anyone about it. Whether-or when-to go public is entirely

up to you.”

It sounded like she was set to get a divorce. He tucked his hands

back into his pockets and looked aside.

The bedroom fell into heavy silence, their breaths suddenly

deafening in the stillness.

After quite a while, he turned back and looked at her,

reminding her coldly, “Harriet, we’re still married. Don’t forget

your role.”

She retorted tly, “My role? Your wife? Or thepany’s VP? Ellsworth, have you ever remembered your role?”

He couldn’t help but let out a coldugh. “Oh, sounds like

someone’s regretting marrying me. Don’t you know what kind

of person I am before the marriage?”

She was left speechless.

A momentter, she said, “I was too young and naive.”

He was so exasperated that heughed coldly. “Could your

excuse be anymer? Harriet, you’ve worked at thepany

for three years already. You should know perfectly well how

many eyes are on us. Do you really think you get to keep our

divorce a secret?”

She retorted quickly, “Oh, so you do know people are watching

us? Then what’s with all these scandals and mistresses?”

This time, it was he who was rendered speechless.

Staring at her deadpan for a while, he asked, “Are you sure you

want a divorce?”

“Yeah,” she said tly. “I’m gonna go and take a shower. Get

some rest!”

the bathroom.

When she walked out again, Ellsworth was sitting by the bed

reading, the left side of the bed empty.

Though she saw it, she didn’t ask anything. Putting on her

earplugs and eye mask, she walked over to the couch and slept

under the thin nket.

He put down the book and looked over at her, who had her

back facing him.

She remained motionless as if drifting off to sleep already. After

a while, he turned off the light and went to sleep.

***

A thud rang out.

Around 3:00 a.m., Harriet fell off the couch again. She rubbed

her arm, letting out a long sigh.

How much longer did she have to endure this? How many

more nights on the couch?

Turning to Ellsworth on the bed, she knew he was awake.

He hadn’t slept well for the past few days either.

She sat on the floor, not getting up. Staring at him for a while,

she said weakly, “Ellsworth, let’s go get the paperwork done.”

She couldn’t take this anymore.

She was already on the verge of a breakdown.

Just then, with a click, the bedroom brightened abruptly.

Ellsworth turned on the light.

He sat up in bed and said coldly, “I left space for you.”

She said, “It’s not about that. Ellsworth, I’m done trying.”

With that, she climbed up, sat back onto the couch, andy

down with her back facing him again.

She had tried her best for the past three years.

Curling up under the nket, she felt a wave of helplessness.

She exhaled softly and closed her eyes. Just then, she felt herself being lifted up.

Stunned, she opened her eyes at once.

Grabbing his sleepwear, she frowned slightly. “What are you doing, Ellsworth?”

He carried her onto the bed before finally saying, “No one forced you to sleep on the couch.”

He didn’t respond at all when she offered to sleep on the couch.