Chapter 2 Let’s Divorce!

Zayla held the last bit of hope until the unfamiliar smell came, and her last hope was ruined.

A portable oxygen tank appeared, and the oxygen mask was pressed against her face.

Zayla tried so hard to breathe with the desire to survive. She held the man’s wrist tightly and the beads on his wrist as if this was the only hope for her to live.

It was silent all around, except for Zayla’s rapid breathing…

Zayla was saved from the brink of death. At that moment, Zayla was completely clear–headed.

After she breathed freely, the medicine bottle was placed in her palm, and the man turned around and left.

Zayla raised her head with difficulty and stared after him and the hand that was behind his back. On the wrist of his hand were the beads she had gripped tightly just now.

Zayla took out the remaining pills in the bottle and ate them. It was very hard for her to swallow. Just like the five years of marriage, it was hard for her to explain what she had suffered and wiped

Zayla sneered when she looked at the pool of Norah’s blood. Zayla took a rag the dried blood away bit by bit. Along with that, her love for Simon disappeared.

met in Mist Mountain, there would be a disastrous ending. Over the

stuck in the past, what was the point of

fell, the relatives of the Russo

and whispered to each other, even pointing fingers

the news

such

thought, doesn’t matter. Norah will

the car Zayla was waiting for

out of

table and walked

truly knew that she was wrong. In his eyes, Zayla was here to please him and

in the next second, Simon made

cake was thrown on his high–end custom–made suit just

saying that Zayla, a bumpkin, had become a

about it at all and just

blood clean. This is the last

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