Chapter 3
My first meeting with Marcus after two months was on set.
My agent dropped me off, while Victoria accompanied him.
Two cars arrived from different directions, doors opening simultaneously.
He was in the middle of a conference call, standing sideways in his impeccable suit, his profile cutting a striking figure.
Victoria wore a navy fitted trench coat, her long hair dancing in the wind as she waited quietly beside him.
I tilted my head, observing them.
I had to admit they made a stunning pair.
My agent abandoned me to hurry over to them.
Mr. Crawford!”
“Ms. Victoria!”
Victoria merely nodded, indicating not to disturb him. She didn’t glance my way once.
The three of them stood together on one side,
On the other, I silently unloaded my own luggage.
Though the cars weren’t far apart, it felt like we were separated by galaxies.
I wheeled my luggage inside first. The other two couples were already seated on the couch one pair were singers, the other regular peo
I smiled and greeted them.
Through the massive floor–to–ceiling windows, I could clearly see Victoria bending down, carefully helping Marcus with his suit buttons.
Her face was at his waist level, long hair tangling around her waist in the wind, creating an ambiguous scene.
The regular wife was quite outspoken. She nodded towards them and bluntly asked:
“Is she the reason you’re getting divorced?”
I smiled. “No.”
The four people inside clearly didn’t believe me, secretly sneering.
Marcus walked in, surrounded by staff.
Seeing m
me, he sat down beside me, showing mild displeasure,
“Why didn’t you wait for me?”
I started peeling an orange from the table. “I came in to learn about the process first, so we wouldn’t keep the crew waiting.”
He glanced at me, surprise flickering in his eyes.
After all, I used to be someone who would try every possible way to assert my claim on him whenever I was by his side.
“You need to firmly choose divorce for the first two times, only giving up in th
He instructed me in a deep voice.
I nodded,
