8
Since making this decision, I suddenly felt incredibly light.
I no longer focused all my attention on Lucas. Whether he ate well, slept well, or was in a good mood – none of it mattered to me anymore.
I started to concentrate on improving myself, learning how to dress well, exercising, and picking up books I hadn’t read in years to educate myself.
Lucas noticed the change in me and felt uncomfortable with it.
So he took the initiative to approach me.
“Are you still angry?” he asked.
I shook my head. I truly wasn’t.
“That day, I was wrong,” he admitted.
“I’m not going out today.”
“I’ll watch a movie with you.”
In Lucas’s mind, his willingness to put down his paintbrush and watch a boring movie with me was his biggest
In the past, I would have been overjoyed. But now, I no longer needed it.
concession.
“I have a class to attend. I don’t have time for movies. If you really want to watch, you can ask Chloe to accompany you,” I said.
“I don’t want her to accompany me.”
“I want you to accompany me.”
Lucas’s tone suddenly became harsh, and his face looked unpleasant.
I knew this was a sign that he was about to have an episode.
To pacify him, I had no choice but to stay.
But halfway through the movie, I fell asleep.
He was so angry that he smashed the projector and left without looking back.
This couldn’t go on. I decided to talk to Mrs. Foster, to clear things up and let her prepare in advance.
To my surprise, when she heard the word ‘divorce‘. she actually laughed
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“Aria, are you trying to threaten me with this? Whether you divorce or not isn’t up to you to decide!”
“Mrs. Foster, you’ve already found someone more suitable to accompany Lucas. Isn’t it good that I’m willing to step aside voluntarily? Why are you so insistent on keeping me?” I asked.
Mrs. Foster suddenly looked up, her expression somewhat surprised.
“So you already know that I brought Chloe in.”
I nodded, my attitude sincere.
“You’re desperate for a grandchild, I understand. They get along well, and it won’t be long before you get your wish.”
“She’s just a poor girl who sees money and nothing else. I’m just borrowing her womb to have a child, I never intended to let her into the Foster family. Don’t worry, the position of Mrs. Foster will always belong to you,” she said.
“But I really want a divorce. Lucas’doesn’t need me anymore. There’s no point in me staying here, I just make him angry,” I pleaded.
“No, I don’t agree to your divorce,” Mrs. Foster said, standing up with a serious face.
“I’m getting old and won’t be able to hold on for much longer. This family will have to be handed over to you in the future. I wouldn’t trust anyone else.”
