My Best Friend My Husband And My Divorce Chapter 04
“I said, contact a lawyer. Let’s get divorced.”
This time, a flash of panic crossed Caleb’s face.
Zoe’s eyes turned red with anxiety as she quickly spoke up:
“Caleb and I really haven’t done anything. If you mind, I promise to stay far away from him from now on. I’m really sorry.”
“You can be stubborn usually, but you shouldn’t threaten him with legal documents like this.”
“Without Caleb, which man could tolerate your controlling behavior?”
Her words implied I was emotionally unstable.
Hearing this, Caleb looked at me coldly:
“Grace, enough. Stop making a scene.”
He was certain I couldn’t leave him, couldn’t bear to give up this affluent lifestyle.
I suddenly felt very bored and stopped arguing with him.
The lawyer would send the documents directly to his office anyway.
I turned and went into the bedroom. When I came out, I found the kitchen island covered with takeout containers.
Caleb looked at me and awkwardly called me over for dinner.
The table was filled with food from all my favorite restaurants.
He was always like this – giving a slap then offering candy.
When cutting the cake, Zoe deliberately cut a large piece and handed it to me.
She curved her lips, her eyes full of excited anticipation to see me have an allergic reaction and call an ambulance.
I took it.
The next second, I smashed the cake hard into her face.
“Ah!”
Zoe’s scream echoed through the house.
I looked at her face covered in cream, looking so pathetic, and finally felt a refreshing sense of relief.
Caleb quickly grabbed tissues to wipe her face, full of heartache.
Zoe trembled, tears streaming uncontrollably:
“Caleb and I haven’t done anything wrong. Why are you targeting me like this!”
“You have a dirty mind and see everything as dirty! I can tolerate you giving me attitude, but this time you’ve really gone too far!”
“Fine, I’ll leave! I’ll leave, that should be okay, right!”
She covered her face crying and started toward the door, but Caleb stopped her.
Instead, Caleb grabbed a glass from the bar and smashed it hard against our custom wedding photo on the wall!
“Bang!”
The frame shattered into pieces.
The photo of us smiling sweetly on the California coast was torn apart by the glass.
Just like our present – devastated and ruined.
He looked at me with a dark expression, as if he wanted to devour me.
“How many times do I have to explain before you believe that she and I are innocent!”
“You can throw tantrums, but there has to be a limit! She’s your friend, not your punching bag!”
He pushed me in front of Zoe.
“Apologize to her!”
I forcefully shook off his hand, my emotions that had been suppressed for days finally exploding.
“Absolutely not! I will never apologize to a homewrecker!”
He glared at me furiously, gritting his teeth:
“Say that again?!”
I looked at his enraged expression and laughed.
“She is a homewrecker. Did I say anything wrong?”
“Indeed, the daughter born to a mistress is also a mistress. The genes in her bones are just inferior!”
Zoe’s mother had once been a third party who interfered in someone else’s marriage.
Zoe grew up bearing the stigma of being a “bastard” and enduring countless dirty looks.
This was also her greatest childhood trauma, and only I was willing to be her friend.
As my words fell, Zoe’s face instantly turned deathly pale.
“Slap!”
Caleb slapped me hard, and I staggered backward, hitting the marble kitchen island. My lower abdomen struck the table corner heavily.
Instantly, I broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.
Something warm seemed to be flowing beneath me, and I trembled all over from the pain.
“No matter how mean you are, you shouldn’t humiliate her with her background!”
“You know this is the most painful scar of her life!”
Caleb grabbed my hand and dragged me in front of Zoe.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw my white dress stained red below and the trail of blood on the hardwood floor. His pupils suddenly contracted.
“Grace, you… why are you bleeding so much…”