Chapter 4

"Chloe!"

I stared at her with reddened eyes.

She snorted coldly and kicked the phone far away.

After multiple impacts, the screen went completely black and was utterly unusable.

Only then did Chloe lift her foot off my hand.

She crouched down and lowered her voice in my ear.

"It's not like we're not giving the house back to you."

"Just go find some random place to stay for now. In a couple days when they leave, I'll let you know to come back."

I never thought she would go this far for Terry, completely disregarding our marriage.

Terry's mother took the opportunity to kick me while I was down.

"Chloe, this man has no money and no looks."

"Why don't you divorce him and be with Terry? I won't mind."

As she spoke, she took Chloe's hand and placed it gently in Terry's right in front of me.

Terry laughed and pushed his mother playfully. Chloe blushed but didn't refuse.

Blood from my hand dripped onto the floor drop by drop, but Chloe never gave me a single glance.

I took a deep breath, my heart already completely dead.

"Chloe, let's get divorced."

Hearing this, she finally reacted, but her first words were still blame.

"Alexander, don't be childish. I was just joking around."

"You're a grown man. Why make such a big deal of this?"

"Terry's relatives are all here today. Don't spoil the mood!"

Her eyes held disgust and disdain, but not a trace of love.

Smugness flashed in Terry's eyes as he reached out to pull Chloe by the waist, ushering the two of them back inside.

"Forget about him. Let's go eat."

"Chloe, I made your favorite dish. You have to try it later."

Hearing this, Chloe smiled and helped Terry's mother back into the house.

The door slammed shut in my face, completely shutting me out.

Laughter and cheerful voices came from inside.

"Who was that outside?"

"Some unimportant person. Don't worry about him."

"Everyone eat and drink as you like. Make yourselves at home. Don't be shy!"

How ridiculous. It was my house, yet now I was being shut out by a group of strangers.

I clenched my fist, turned around, and knocked on my neighbor's door. It opened quickly.

The neighbor looked at me in surprise.

"Alexander, what happened to you?"

I smiled bitterly. "Can I borrow your phone to call the police?"