Chapter 5

A strong wind outside quickly dried my tears.

I drove to Caleb's company.

Looking at Caleb, bent over his desk, my heart felt like a barren wasteland.

"Explain yourself."

Caleb looked a bit flustered. "Aurora and Spencer divorced five years ago. She was stranded abroad with nowhere to go. I couldn't just leave her, could I?"

"Now that she's back, she only knows the two of us here. It's difficult for her to navigate things alone, so I've just been helping out."

"I know it was wrong not to tell you I was in contact with her, but there's genuinely nothing romantic or ambiguous between us."

He finished speaking, looking at me with an expectant gaze, as if my forgiveness was just a clear explanation away.

Perhaps, in the past, it would have been.

But this time, I didn't want to compromise. My heart was just too tired.

His heart was still set on his 'white moonlight'—that idealized, unattainable first love. So why did he beg me to stay?

He never truly forgot Aurora, yet he had pretended to love me with a passion that defied death.

He'd deleted everything related to Aurora right in front of me, only to secretly message her, not missing a single day.

The last, fragile string holding my heart together finally snapped.

I gave him a bitter smile.

"Caleb, let's get a divorce."

He stared at me, astonished.

"Vivian, calm down. There's really nothing going on between Aurora and me. Are you really going to divorce me just because you saw us looking at cars?"

I watched Caleb frantically trying to distance himself from Aurora, and a wave of pure disgust washed over me.

Isn't this exactly what he wanted? Aurora was back in his life, bringing new thrills.

"I'm leaving now. When I get home tonight, we'll discuss the divorce, in detail."

Caleb tried to stop me and say more, but I was already in the elevator, heading out of the company building.