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When Shu Pan returned home, it was close to 9 0’clock. The living room was dim, with only scattered spots of light.

Shu Pan was startled and quickly turned on the lights. She saw Gu Shaoting sitting on the sofa, his face gloomy and dark. He was smoking, something he usually did when he was troubled.

“Why didn’t you turn on the lights? Have you eaten?” Shu Pan asked cautiously. His expression of keeping his distance startled her a bit.

“Why did you come back so late?” Gu Shaoting took a drag of his cigarette and then asked Shu Pan.

“Working on a project. These past few days have been busy.” Shu Pan told a little lie, looking at him with some unease.

“Shu Pan, I underestimated you. Turns out you’re quite capable. How can working on a project require you to go to a restaurant with a man? What else have you done?” Gu Shaoting suddenly stood up, his hand gripping Shu Pan’s chin. His tone was heavy, laced with anger.

“You’ve misunderstood. He’s just a friend. That’s why I didn’t mention it to you.” The pain from having her chin held in his grip spread through Shu Pan.

“Look at this. What’s this?” Gu Shaoting threw his phone in front of Shu Pan.

Shu Pan glanced at it. The people in the photo were her and Su Yuan. They were leaving in a car, and at the restaurant, Su Yuan suddenly held her hand without any warning. The photo had captured their interaction in an ambiguous way.

From the angle of the photo, it appeared as though they were deeply in love, completely understanding each other. It looked like they were a couple. Could it be that Gu Shaoting was furious?

“It’s not what you think. We’re just friends. I didn’t expect him to act like that out of nowhere.”

Shu Pan herself felt her explanation was feeble and weak. She sank onto the sofa, feeling a mist forming in her eyes.

“Shu Pan, I’ve said it before. Don’t make me wear a cuckold’s hat, or else the consequences won’t be something you can bear. It seems you’ve treated my words as if they were nothing.” He spoke with determination.

“What do you want then?” Shu Pan looked at him, resigned to whatever terrible outcome might come.

“In fact, I’ve grown tired of you too. Honestly, you’re like a tasteless dish, neither enjoyable nor worth discarding. But you know I have a cleanliness obsession. I don’t like using what others have touched. Since you and that guy are so affectionate, I’ll make it happen for you. From now on, don’t appear before me.” He ignored the strange emotions in his heart and said these cruel words.

Seeing the photos sent by an unknown number, Gu Shaoting truly exploded in anger. He couldn’t believe Shu Pan had betrayed him. Even though he had mistreated her later, she had endured it silently. Who would’ve thought she would secretly go on a date with another man behind his back?

What was so great about that pretty boy? With just a wave from him, so many women would come flocking. He could get women based on his looks or talents. Anyone was better than Shu Pan. There was no need to be tied to her.

Tonight, he had contemplated in the darkness for a long time. Their relationship had become meaningless. There was a threshold in his heart that he couldn’t cross. With this triggering event, he decided to get a divorce. He didn’t believe that without Shu Pan, he couldn’t go on.

“I’ll have the lawyer contact you tomorrow for the paperwork. Then you can leave and be together with your little pretty boy.” Gu Shaoting’s tone brooked no argument. The coldness in his words once again wounded Shu Pan’s heart.

Shu Pan hadn’t expected things to end like this. After the incident before, he had been unwilling to forgive her no matter what she said. And now, based on unfounded suspicions, he was demanding a divorce.

She thought that him coming home recently to eat the meals she cooked was a good start. It turned out she had overthought it.

He had never genuinely cared for her. He had just been playing around. Well, fortunately, she hadn’t told him about the pregnancy. Getting a divorce was also fine. She would leave with her precious child.

“Fine. Gu Shaoting, let’s get a divorce.” Shu Pan’s heart had finally died. Her face was pale, and her chin bore the marks of his grip. But her tears fell like broken beads, whether from pain or bidding farewell to her three-year marriage, she wasn’t sure.

Shu Pan didn’t utter another word of explanation or rebuttal. Perhaps this was the best ending. In the future, they would go their separate ways, having no more connection to each other..