Chapter 2
Corey glanced up at me before nodding in agreement. He handed me the pen, and without any visible emotion, I signed my name on the divorce papers.
"Aren’t you going to double-check the agreement?" Corey asked, frowning.
I gave a brief smile. "No need."
He was practically walking away with nothing, giving me all the assets—all for Aura, to repay a debt of gratitude.
"Make sure you stop by the courthouse tomorrow," he suggested.
"Sure," I said.
As he took back the divorce papers, Corey's hand paused slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes. But in the end, he said nothing.
As they left, Aura looked back at me with a mocking expression, her lips silently forming the words, "You've lost."
In a sense, she was right. I'd already lost a lifetime, and I didn't want to lose anymore.
A moment later, my phone lit up with a message from Corey.
[Nadia, I'm sorry for what happened today.]
[Once this is over, I'll throw a huge wedding and we'll get married again.]
[I can't just stand by and watch Aura’s depression get worse. You understand, right?]
I read his message and couldn't help but laugh, tears welling up in my eyes.
It was the same story as before. Corey conspired with his friends to push me into a divorce and then drowned himself in alcohol. He forgot, though, that his friends were also mine.
Kendrick, one of them, was always playing peacekeeper. He urged Corey not to throw away his marriage for Aura and coaxed me to understand Corey, calling him a loyal friend.
Back then, if it weren't for Aura's father seeing Corey's potential, investing in him, and helping him start his business, Corey wouldn't be where he is today.
I cried out in protest, "Corey has countless ways to sort this out. Why divorce?"
Kendrick fell silent. When he asked Corey, this was his response:
"Someone has to take the fall, and I can only ask Nadia to bear this. She loves me and can understand."
Because I loved him, my sacrifice was taken for granted. What kind of reasoning was that?
Fortunately, I have another chance.
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