Chapter 2Ten Years of Going Our Separate Ways in Marriage: His Regret Kicked In When I Asked for Divorce

Jack finally deigned to open his eyes fully.

But he still had that lazy, contemptuous look, as if certain I was just acting out again.

He picked up the divorce agreement and flipped through it casually, but his expression slowly froze.

I leaned over to look, worried he wouldn't understand.

"We have 17 properties in total, including the ones in Australia and America. I had them appraised - I'll take 8, you take 9.

As for the company, I have a 22% stake. You can buy me out at market price if you want.

The rest isn't worth much, we can each keep our own things. What do you think? If it's not okay I can have a lawyer revise it."

Jack slowly sat up straight.

That lazy demeanor vanished in an instant, his whole being radiating pressure once again.

"Rachel."

He looked up at me, a cold glint flashing behind his wire-rimmed glasses.

Jack's eyes were a pale color, especially under the lights. When he stared at someone, there was an inhuman indifference in his gaze.

"You're serious?"

Of course I was serious.

I had brought up divorce before, but that was years ago. Back then, to try to get Jack to change his ways, I had cried and screamed and threatened suicide. I had tried everything.

But this time, I truly wanted a divorce.

"Rachel, what is it you want this time?"

Jack tossed the agreement onto the coffee table in frustration.

"Olivia won't affect your status. Why can't you just accept her?!"

He thought I was making a fuss over Olivia.

And it's true, when I first found out about Olivia, I had thrown some major tantrums.

The worst time, I smashed everything in the house. I sat amidst the wreckage with my hair wild, like a madwoman, threatening to slit my wrists with broken porcelain if he didn't break things off with Olivia.

It was useless. He stayed with her anyway.

I shook my head.

I really had been such a lovesick fool back then. So pathetically desperate, I wanted to go back in time and slap some sense into my worthless self.

"It's not about her this time," I said, meeting Jack's eyes. I gave a slightly embarrassed smile.

"It's that young guy I've been seeing. He's insisting on marrying me, won't take no for an answer.

I just can't say no to him."