Chapter 2

In the eight years of our marriage, I had been taking good care of the family wholeheartedly.

At home, I prepared three meals a day for Asher, who was very picky about food, and helped him match the clothes for various occasions.

At work, I was personally in charge of the cooperation projects with the Williams Group and tried my best to maintain the relationship between our two families.

After Lucas was born, I learned carefully how to take care of a kid and spared time from my busy work to accompany him.

But Asher was always absent when I and the child needed him.

He always said that I should be understanding of Sofia, the single mother, but he never realized that over the years, I was more like a single mother than Sofia.

After all, having a husband like him was no different from having none at all.

In recent years, even Lucas didn't ask me as often as before why his daddy wasn't coming home.

I knew that the decision to get a divorce this time was triggered by Sofia's Instagram post, but what disappointed me most was Asher's actions.

I carried Lucas and the packed luggage, took a look back at the house where I had lived for eight years, and then resolutely turned around and closed the door.

This time, we wouldn't be waiting foolishly for Asher to come back anymore.

The next day, I learned from Emma that Asher didn't come back all night.

So, I asked my assistant, Freya Taylor, to send the drafted divorce agreement to the Williams Group and have Asher sign it.

I moved back to the villa where I had lived before marriage with Lucas.

Without having to cook for Asher, I didn't need to get up early. I just waited for the family chef to prepare breakfast.

After having breakfast and sending Lucas to school, I went straight to my company.

My company had recently won an important project, which was a great opportunity for me to shift my attention.

Just as I was looking through the project materials and listening to the report from the project manager, Adam Bell, Asher stormed into my office with a gloomy face.

He looked annoyed and was holding the divorce agreement that I had sent him in his hand.

Asher shouted, "Lillian, just because I didn't accompany Lucas on his birthday, you want to divorce me?

"You're using divorce to threaten me just because you can't stand Sofia, right? I don't understand. You're also a woman. Why do you have to make things difficult for a single mother like her?"

Adam left tactfully. I gave Asher a cold glance.

I questioned, "Are you saying that me asking my husband to come back and accompany our child on his birthday is making things difficult for Sofia?

"Over the past few years, everyone in our circle knows that you and Sofia seem more like a real couple than I am with you. Whether it's for business or personal reasons, you've been embarrassing me and the Scott family. Why should I waste any more time on you?"

Asher was taken aback for a moment. I didn't know which words hit the mark, but a flash of guilt crossed his face.

He said in a rare soft tone, "Lillian, what do you mean by a real couple? Sofia is just my sister. You're always having wild thoughts.

"Sofia called me last night because her son had a fever. As an uncle, I had to go and check on him.

"It's already so hard for her to raise a child as a single mother. If I don't take care of her, what can she do?"

Asher looked exhausted, and there was some stubble on his chin. He looked like he had taken care of his sick nephew all night.

If I hadn't seen Sofia's Instagram post last night, I might have believed his lies.

I sneered, "Asher, do you want me to make it even clearer?

"Sofia is twenty-eight, not eight. If she's sick, she can call a doctor. If her son has a fever, she can take him to the hospital.

"Even if she needs help from family members, why does she always come to you instead of your parents?"

After hearing this, Asher didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled, "Come on! I know you're angry because I didn't accompany you and Lucas on his birthday last night. I promise I won't do it again in the future.

"Our wedding anniversary is next month. After I'm done with this busy period, I'll make it up to you and Lucas."

I tapped the table impatiently and interrupted Asher, "You don't need to talk so much. Just sign the papers, and then no one will care who you take care of in the future."

Then, I called Adam, who was waiting outside, back in. "Your idea is good. Just go with this direction and prepare a plan."

Being ignored by me, Asher was furious and tore up the divorce agreement. "Lillian, I won't agree to the divorce. Take a few days to calm down. I'll pick you and Lucas up when you've cooled off."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Looking at the shredded paper on the floor, I rubbed my forehead and called Freya, ordering, "Hire a few more private detectives and keep a close eye on Sofia and Asher."