Divorce
“Lucian, I’ve been married to you for three years, but
you’ve never once touched me. I’ll give my blessing to
you and your first crush by giving up on our marriage.
Tomorrow, you’re free to go after her. But for now, just
make it up to me for my feelings for you all these years,
please?”
With that said, Roxanne Jarvis leaned down and
pressed her lips to the man before her as though she
was a moth drawn to fire. Her action was both frenzied
and desperate.
She knew this was a despicable move, but she had
loved him for too long.
All the while, she had suffered greatly, and now, all she
wanted was a little consolation.
“Roxanne, how dare you!”
Lucian Farwell clenched his jaw as his fury sprang to
life. His handsome face was as black as thunder.
He wanted to push her away, but the mounting desire in
his body was too overpowering. It threatened to burn
away all his capacity for reason.
How dare she scheme against me?
“I’m afraid of nothing…”
A lone drop of tear slipped out of the corner of
Roxanne’s eye. Her kisses grew rapid as her
inexperienced hands fumbled around his body hastily.
All she wanted was to own him entirely for once.
A wave of fury crashed through Lucian.
Alas, things weren’t under his control.
Soon, his instincts took over. As his body burned up, he
lost his rationale completely.
The next day, Roxanne woke up at dawn.
Tamping down on her discomfort, she got out of bed and
put on her clothes. After that, she pulled out the divorce
agreement she had prepared from the drawer and
placed it on the bedside table. Before leaving, she
gazed at the man in the bed.
“Lucian, I’ll set you free. From today onward, we shall
go on separate ways. We will have nothing to do with
each other anymore,” Roxanne murmured.
She averted her gaze and turned to leave.
Her heart was full of bitterness and anguish as she
stepped out of the Farwell residence.
Roxanne had loved Lucian for seven years.
She had a crush on him from her teenage years until
her university days, so her biggest wish was to be his
wife.
Alas, Lucian despised her the moment she married into
his family.
Back then, his grandfather was critically ill and needed a
joyous occasion to hopefully ward off the bad luck. As
luck would have it, she was selected to be Lucian’s wife.
Her greedy father and stepmother immediately agreed
to the marriage.
She could still remember how delighted she was as she
waited for the night of her wedding.
Yet, when Lucian showed up, he bore a disgusted
expression. “Roxanne, I’ll have you know that the
person I want to marry is Aubree Pearson. I never
wanted to marry you! Only Aubree has the right to be
my wife. You’re not good enough for me,” he declared.
Roxanne knew that Lucian wasn’t obliged to love her.
However, she still held on to the hope that the man
would warm up to her one day.
In the past three years of their marriage, she did her
best to be a good and caring wife.
Every night, she’d prepare dinner so he could come
home to freshly cooked meals.
No matter how late it was, she would only go to bed in
peace after his return.
If he got drunk at social events, she would take care of
him meticulously instead of leaving him in someone
else’s hands.
Whenever he got ill or hurt, she would be more worried
than anyone else.
Every winter, she would switch on the heater and fill the
bathtub with hot water for him. In the morning, she’d
wake up earlier than usual to warm his clothes up so he
wouldn’t feel the cold.
Nevertheless, he never loved her, and he never would.
The day before yesterday was Roxanne’s birthday, but
Lucian went to the hospital to keep Aubree company.
It was then that Roxanne finally understood that her
one-sided feelings would never be reciprocated.
She would never make Lucian fall for her, for his heart
belonged to another woman.
Thus, Roxanne decided to give up.
Lucian only roused by ten in the morning.
The first thing he wanted to do after getting up was to
choke Roxanne to her death.
Lucian was the CEO of Farwell Group, known for his
acuteness. No one in the corporate world was his
match. Thus, he had never fallen for someone else’s
trap.
Never in his wildest dreams did he expect to fall for that
woman’s trap!
Simmering with anger, he glanced around the room but
didn’t see Roxanne anywhere. Out of the corner of his
eye, he spotted the document on the bedside table.
“What is that?”
Lucian’s brows furrowed as he picked up the document
with the words “Divorce Agreement” printed in bold text
on the front page.
His gaze narrowed dangerously.
First, she resorted to that despicable trick to force me to
have sex with her, and now she wants a divorce. Ha!
How many tricks does she have up her sleeves?
Lucian refused to believe that Roxanne wanted to
divorce him for real.
Getting to his feet, he put on his clothes and strode
downstairs furiously. “Did you see Roxanne?” he asked
the butler, Lance.
Taken aback, Lance replied swiftly, “Mr. Farwell, Mrs.
Farwell left home with her luggage before dawn.”
Hearing that, Lucian halted in his tracks in surprise.
Six years later, at VR Medical Research Institute,
Yartran.
Roxanne had just stepped out of her laboratory when
her assistant, Linda, told her, “Dr. Jarvis, Professor
Lambert needs to talk to you. He wants to see you in his
office.”
After staying up the entire night, Roxanne was feeling
drowsy. However, upon hearing Linda’s words, she
snapped out of her daze as her mind cleared.
“Did he say anything? Don’t tell me my little rascals
destroyed the research results again?”
“Apparently,” came Linda’s answer.
She shot Roxanne a sympathetic look.
Roxanne was an efficient and capable woman. At a
young age, she became the mentee of Harvey Lambert,
the best professor in the medical world. With her
outstanding capabilities, she was never reprimanded for
her work.
Nevertheless, that didn’t stop her from being the
scapegoat for her naughty sons.
Linda comforted her, “You spent three days in the
laboratory, so Archie and Benny were worried about
you. They spent their days bumbling around in
Professor Lambert’s office. I think he got a few new
white strands of hair from the trouble they caused.”
Hearing that, Roxanne felt an incoming headache. She
couldn’t help but find the situation funny, too.
Six years ago, she left the Farwell residence and
headed overseas without hesitation.
Initially, she wanted to further her studies but soon
discovered she was pregnant.
Back then, she was caught in a dilemma on whether
she should abort her children. When she arrived at the
hospital, she changed her mind, for she couldn’t bear to
part with her children.
In the end, she kept her children.
Roxanne was pregnant with triplets—two boys and a
girl.
During her delivery, her baby girl was born without any
signs of life due to a lack of oxygen, and only the boys
survived. She nicknamed her sons Archie and Benny.
The thought of her genius sons gave Roxanne utter
bliss.
However, she slumped her shoulders when she recalled
she was about to get reprimanded, thanks to their
actions.
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