Yet, Vanessa decided to break up with him during this low point in his life.
Quintus couldn’t accept it. “I gave up my wife and child for you, and now you want to break up with me?”
Vanessa coldly responded, “Everything you did was your own choice. What does it have to do with me? You told me to follow you
for a better life, but now you’re a sinking ship. Why should I stick around?”
The last time I met Quintus to discuss the division of assets, I brought up these rumors.
He looked embarrassed. “There’s nothing much to say. I misjudged her.”
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Then, he looked at me with a trace of hope. “Giselle, can we start over?”
“Is my attitude not clear enough?” I asked.
I had given the pastries he brought to the cleaning lady in my building.
The flowers had been picked up by a friend since I was allergic to pollen.
I kept the necklace, but it was mine to begin with.
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I smiled. “Quintus, you can never turn back time to fix your regrets. I don’t know what kind of person Vanessa truly is, but you’re
no better either. I hope you’ll agree to the divorce. Let’s end this properly without dragging it into court.”
It was laughable how everything became unsalvageable the moment he finally realized his mistake.
Perhaps my words were too blunt. They hurt his pride.
In the end, Quintus agreed to sign the papers and split the assets evenly.
“I don’t want it,” I said. “You make more than me, so you should take a bigger share. If I ever need money, I can earn it myself since I’m still young.”
“You’re entitled to your share. Don’t be shy,” he added.
I didn’t want to be tangled up with him any more than I had to.
Since he was so firm, I agreed to the terms.
