Chapter 4
“I want him to leave with nothing.”
Even I was surprised when those words came out of my mouth.
Oliver looked up at me, his eyes probing: “You sure about that?”
I nodded.
He suddenly smiled: “You’re taking this pretty well.”
I set down my coffee cup and looked at him.
“It’s not about taking it well. I’m just done making myself miserable.”
“Three years of marriage, and I had to sneak around buying a dildo just to spare his ego.”
“Looking back, it’s fucking ridiculous.”
Oliver’s expression got a little weird: “A dildo?”
I said matter–of–factly: “I’m a normal woman with normal needs. Is that weird?”
Oliver coughed and changed the subject: “I agree with you.”
I blinked: “Huh?”
He repeated: “My brother wronged you. He deserves to leave with nothing.”
I suddenly felt my nose sting.
So there really was someone who understood my anger and frustration.
And this person actually was my husband’s older brother.
That made it even more depressing.
“Honey, you’re moving out?”
Milo watched me pack, panic creeping into his voice.
I didn’t look up: “What else? Stick around to watch you two lovebirds?”
“…” He hesitated.
“Maybe… maybe I should move out instead?”
I smiled sweetly: “Don’t bother. This place disgusts me now, just like you do.”
He was quiet for a moment: “I’m sorry…”
I rolled my eyes: “If you’re really sorry, just sign the divorce papers.”
Milo’s face changed: “Don’t push it!”
I raised an eyebrow: “I’m pushing it? Fine, see you in court then.”
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He stormed out and slammed the door.
I kept packing. When I got to the nightstand, I found a stack of receipts and shopping slips.
Not a bad habit, actually keeping every receipt.
I flipped through them casually and instantly went into shock.
Louis Vuitton bags? Hermès scarves? Cartier bracelets?
None of this stuff was cheap.
Looking at the dates more carefully – all from the past three years of our marriage.
I burst out laughing.
This idiot had kept evidence of every gift he bought Gina.
“Thanks, honey,” I said to myself, grinning.
“This is your last gift to me.”
I pulled out my phone and photographed every single receipt, then sent them to Oliver.
Oliver texted back quickly: [He’s digging his own grave.]
Me: [Yeah, such a thoughtful husband – even collect all his affair evidence for me.]
Oliver: [You packing up?]
Me: [Yep, moving out.]
Oliver: [I’m downstairs waiting for you.]
I was surprised and looked out the window. Sure enough, Oliver’s car was parked below.
When did he get here?
After finishing packing, I went downstairs to find Oliver leaning against his car smoking.
“How’d you get here so fast?” I was surprised.
He stubbed out his cigarette: “Thought you might need help moving.”
I didn’t know what to say, so I changed the subject: “Did you see those receipts?”
He took my suitcase.
“He spent a fortune on Gina these past three years.”
“Yeah.” I laughed bitterly.
“No wonder he said he couldn’t afford to buy me a dildo – he was too busy buying luxury shit for someone else.”
Oliver coughed again: “Could you stop bringing up the dildo thing?”
“Why? It’s totally normal.” I blinked innocently.
Oliver went quiet, but his ears turned a little red.
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I suddenly realized what was happening and laughed even harder: “Oh my god, Oliver, are you blushing?”
“Get in the car.” His voice was cold.
I suppressed my laughter and slid into the passenger seat. After buckling my seatbelt, I asked: “Where to?”
“Hotel.” He started the engine.
“I booked you a room.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.