No Present, No Apology, Just Divorce

The birthday gift that I've given to my wife, Jasmine Gunner, is discovered inside a kennel by the streets.

Because of this incident, I get made fun of by the entire elite circle in Harborough.

It's Jasmine's birthday once again. Everyone teases me, saying that the gift I've prepared for her must be the most expensive one again.

"As expected of the fashion sense of someone who's struck it rich all of a sudden. He thinks that the more expensive something is, the better it must be."

"I wonder which kennel it will appear in this time."

The scions continue laughing among themselves. But soon, they realize that I've never given Jasmine a single thing for her birthday.

In fact, I never bother showing up even though Jasmine's birthday party is coming to an end soon.

"Henry, where's my birthday gift? Also, you're being very unscrupulous! To think that you've missed out on my birthday the whole day! Do you have any idea how stormy my family looked earlier?"

Jasmine glares at me, her expression dark.

I rake my fingers through my messy hair, finally remembering that today seems to be Jasmine's birthday.

"Sorry, I've completely forgotten about it. I'll have my assistant pick out a gift for you tomorrow to make amends to you."

The swirling emotions in Jasmine's eyes dissolve instantly. She looks at me as though she can't believe what she just heard.

"What did you just say?"

Henry's POV

I knew Jasmine Gunner, my wife, had heard what I said, and I wasn't in the mood to repeat myself. "You can just tell me if there's anything you want. I'll have someone buy it and deliver it to you, Jasmine."

Jasmine gradually furrowed her brow. She then chuckled faintly after a moment's silence. "What are you up to this time, Henry?"

I flashed Jasmine a puzzled look, wondering what had suddenly gotten into her. I then replied calmly, "I'm not pulling anything. Why are you being so strange, Jasmine? Haven't you always been indifferent to the gifts I send you?"

I remembered that the gifts I got her would either end up in the doghouse or would be passed along to others, with her telling them that anything they wanted was up for grabs.

Jasmine seemed to arrive at some conclusion, her tone turning gentler. "You're actually blaming me for that, huh? I swear I'll keep your gift properly this time, then. You should get up and get ready, Henry—everything should be just like it used to be."

I treated her birthday as the highlight of the year in the past. I would ask around, both openly and discreetly, to see if anything had caught her eye lately. I would handle everything thoughtfully, from selecting the gift to delivering it.

I shook my head, my eyes heavy with exhaustion. "I'll pass on that. I've been out hiking all day, so I'm exhausted right now."

Jasmine was taken aback. "You weren't waiting for me at home, even