Sweet Sorrow

Early the next morning, Nicole was waiting at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Austin arrived there late, almost an hour since Nicole got there.

"Let's go," Nicole said coldly.

However, Austin didn't budge. He grabbed Nicole's arm and said with his head down, "Nicole, I just want to say that I'm really sorry."

His words made Nicole burst into tears again.

"You know I love you," he continued with tenderness and reluctance in his eyes.

But after what happened yesterday, these sweet words sounded so ironic.

"You really make me sick," Nicole said with a smirk.

With a frown, he gave Nicole a meaningful look, and let go of her hand. Nicole went ahead inside, and he quietly followed behind her.

Blinking, Nicole tilted her head up, trying to prevent the tears to fall down from her eyes.

'There is nothing to cry about.

He's not worth it.'

The process was quick and easy, and so they came out of the building soon enough.

Nicole walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with the divorce certificate and felt very sad.

A year ago, when they came to get the marriage license, Austin excitedly embraced Nicole, beaming widely at her with so much love in his eyes. "This is my wife!" he kept announcing proudly to everyone they passed by on the street. That memory was still so vivid in Nicole's mind, as if it had happened just the other day.

However, everything had changed.

The two of them stood outside the building in an awkward silence. "Where are you going? Let me drive you," Austin finally said.

Nicole shook her head and strode forward.

"No need for that. We are over."

"Nicole!" Austin shouted behind her.

Nicole stopped but didn't turn around.

"Don't get mad at Sabina, okay?"

It was like a sharp sword stabbed into Nicole's chest.

"This was all my fault. She really had nothing to do with this. If you have anyone to blame, it should be me," Austin said in a strained voice.

smile forming on her lips. "Don't worry. I don't blame either of you

she hurriedly left, leaving

is no one else to blame,' she

no one to blame but

his promise and being moved so easily at

one year before they decided to get married. This experience should be regarded

turned around the corner,

slowly, with no

to walk in front of a hotel. There was a poster

had no one

took a deep breath, straightened her back and entered the

asked some basic interview questions and then brought Nicole to the

Have

in his early twenties. There was a faint

Du. I saw your hotel recruiting new employees. I think

said eloquently

then, Miss Du... Do

Nicole was stunned.

I don't," she answered,

train new staff. It would be a

manager shrugged

happen. In fact, I have just recently gotten divorced. I don't think I

Nicole would be so frank. He said with pity, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't

I'm over

eyes. "Miss Du,

soon as

on the company regulations and other formalities," the general manager

was still confused until she

expect that everything would go so quickly

this happens, your salary will be adjusted according to the performance during your probation period. The company will equip you with five social insurances and the housing fund..." The director of personnel spoke very quickly and finished words in a

Nicole

just those were

use her salary to pay for her mother's medical expenses

raced with

family about the divorce immediately. Afraid that her mother would be worried about her, she stayed in the hotel first to

in the hotel was easier than

polite, and all the hotel colleagues were fond

Nicole was arranged to clean up the presidential suite on the eighth

she looked up, she saw a man standing not

on the phone, frowning slightly. He seemed to have encountered something that made him unhappy. His thin lips were tightly closed. After a while, he simply said a few

and his side shadow was tall and straight. The well-tailored suit made

'Jacob...'