There was a rush of water in the bathroom. Lance was taking a shower.

Lucille grabbed the blanket off her and got up from the bed. Thinking of what happened last night, her face flushed red.

Even though they were already husband and wife, she still felt very shy after each intimate moment with her husband, Lance.

The sound of the water stopped, and Lance walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel wrapped around his waist.

She handed over his clothes and said, "Breakfast is ready. I'll wait for you downstairs."

"Mmm!"

After going downstairs, Lucille carefully took the cake out of the refrigerator and placed it in the middle of the table.

She sat down at the table and looked down at her hand. She was holding a pregnancy test sheet in her hand, and her heart was pounding because of her nervousness.

Today was their second wedding anniversary. Thinking about telling Lance about her pregnancy, Lucille was both nervous and looking forward to it.

After a few minutes, footsteps echoed down the stairs. Lance had already changed into his clothes. He was dressed in a hand-made black suit. And he was looking as elegant and charming as ever.

As they both sat down at the table, with quietness surrounding them, Lance and Lucille started eating their breakfast.

After eating breakfast, Lucille looked up at Lance and grasped the pregnancy sheet in her hands and took a deep breath and said, "I have to tell you something, Lance."

"Really? Because I have something to say to you too."

"Oh okay, then you can say it first."

Lance stood up, took out the document from the drawer, and slowly handed it to Lucille with his long fingers.

"This is a divorce agreement. Take the time to read it."

Lucille was caught off guard and tried desperately to keep herself from fainting on the floor.

She took a deep breath, the air in her mouth slashing her like a knife.

'Did he say a divorce agreement?' Lucille thought.

Her mind went blank. After a while, Lucille found her voice and asked Lance blankly.

"Are you going to divorce me?"

"Mhm."

His voice was extremely light and shallow.

Lucille was holding onto the pregnancy test sheet and was about to ask him. 'Is there no room for him to turn around, take this back, and change his mind?' Lucille thought, as she grasped the paper in her hands.

'What if we had a baby between us?' She added in her mind

'Are you going to give it a second thought?'

The next moment, his voice came, "Vanessa is back, that's why I want to end our marriage early. At the beginning, we agreed on a three-year limit, but now the situation has changed. Let's end it a year early."

"I know it's a little rushed. This is just a drafted agreement. You can take a look first, and then if you have any requests, I will have it changed as long as it's not too much."

Lucille's mind went blank and replied, "Okay, I'll look at it later."

She put her hands behind her, and tightly squeezed the pregnancy test form in her hands, dripping with sweat.

She knew that there was no need for her to give it to Lance.

"I have one more thing to ask of you," Lance said.

Lucille clenched her hands tightly and tried to raise her head to look at him with a smile, "okay, as long as I can help."

"If you bring it up to grandpa, he won't agree to it."

"Okay, I understand."

She was originally an ordinary girl, and her family was even more ordinary. With a mother who was a nurse and a father who was a gambler.

Such a family would not be able to reach the level that Armani family's at, no matter what.

All the opportunities they've gotten were only because Lance's grandfather, Henry, and father were plotted by business rivals and was involved in a car accident, which had caused a heart attack.

Lucille's mother happened to be passing by and kindly saved the two old people.

Many years later, Lucille's mother got cancer and passed away. Her father, though, became addicted to gambling. Her father did not worry about her at all. So it was only after many years that she contacted the Armani family and asked them to help take care of her as an orphan.

Henry directly called the shots and told her that she would be engaged to Lance as soon as she graduated.

At that time, Lance said, "I can marry you, but I have a special space for someone special in my heart. Our marriage will only last for three years. After those three years, you will file for a divorce from grandpa, and we will both be well."

Lucille resisted the bitterness and covered up all her love.

She replied calmly, "It's all set then because I also have someone special in my heart. Once the divorce agreement arrives, I will keep my promise and leave."

After getting married, he fulfilled all the responsibilities of a husband:

Love her, spoil her, protect her, and treat her very well.

The friends around her did not know. In their eyes, she was Lance's heart and most prized possession. Lance treated her well and made her look happy in front of the world, and that's why everyone envied her for marrying a good man and a good husband.

However, only Lucille knew that their marriage was not because of love at all, it was just a contract.

All the good things this man gave her had nothing to do with love. It was just an obligation. And if he did love her, Lance only loved her body. Nothing more, nothing less.

It was supposed to be three years, but now that the woman he had hidden in his heart was back, it was time for her to step aside.

Lucille bent over and picked up the "Divorce Agreement" on the table.

She had lost her appetite. And just as she was about to return to her room, Lance suddenly tugged at his tie in annoyance and pulled her back.

"When you mention this divorce, grandpa will definitely ask the reason why. When we got married, didn't you say that you had someone you've liked for many years? Now that I'm setting you free, you can just go find him and pursue your happiness. This reason would not be easy for grandpa to refuse. So even if he doesn't agree with it, he will let you file this divorce."

Lucille nodded, "Well, I'll tell Grandfather that then."

After she finished speaking, she couldn't wait to go back to her room. If she stayed any longer, she was afraid that she would regret it and blurted out, ' Lance, I don't want a divorce.'

Lance suddenly stretched out his hand. Lucille was afraid that he would find out what was in her hands, so she suddenly backed away.

Lance became more and more worried, and insisted on holding her hand, "Why is your face so pale? Is there something wrong going on with you? "

"No." Lucille quickly broke free of his hand.

"After living and being married to you for two years, do you think I can't see that you're lying to me?" Lance's eyes darkened.

Lucille was defeated and said, "it's nothing. It's just that my period is coming."

"Well, go get some rest later."

After she finished speaking, Lance suddenly glanced at her right hand and asked in a low voice, "What's in your hand? Why are you holding it so tightly?"

Lucille immediately threw it into the trashcan like a hot potato, and forced a smile, "nothing! It's just trash. I forgot to throw it away earlier."

He would not know how much her heart hurts.

It was as if someone was holding an ax and splitting her heart into two parts.

Every piece was still bleeding. She held that broken heart and pain in her hand all bloody.

'Lance… Oh, Lance Armani…' Lucille murmured in her heart, After being such a good couple in front of everyone, how are we going to say that we're divorcing?'

When she married him, she almost had the courage to risk everything.

But now, his departure was too sloppy and out of nowhere.

'Lucille, you silly girl, you lost the gamble. He doesn't love you, not at all.' She thought.

Seeing that she was a little weak and staggering, Lance didn't think about it and just picked her up.

Lucille was stunned and quickly said, "Let me go, I'll go back myself."

"You keep lying to me. Don't be so stubborn."

Lance was gentle and charming, and his sexy deep voice rang in her ear.

It was this voice that she had to listen to and had been addicted to for two years, but now he suddenly wants to leave.

Lucille blinked, unable to hold back her tears.

Lance laughed at her, "Come on, you're not a little girl anymore, Lucille. You still cry because of your menstrual period. Don't cry, okay? I'll find a doctor to check up on you."

"I'm not crying." Lucille said stubbornly.

He was an idiot, a stupid pig.

He had no idea what she was crying about.

"Okay, okay. If you don't want to cry, then don't cry!" Lance compromised

"Can you tell me who he is?" he suddenly asked.

Lucille asked inexplicably, "He?"

"Didn't you say that there is a man you have loved for many years? I'm curious, who was so lucky to have you miss him for so long. " Lance said.

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