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.

and turned around, a mocking smile forming on her lips. "Don't worry. I don't blame either

she hurriedly left, leaving

else to blame,' she thought

no one to

being moved so easily

for one year before they decided to get married.

turned around the

with no

hotel. There was a poster beside the door saying that they had a

no one to depend

her face, took a deep breath, straightened her

some basic interview questions and then brought Nicole

right? Have a

was a kind young man in his early

Du. I saw your hotel recruiting new employees. I

said eloquently with

"Well then, Miss Du... Do you currently have a

Nicole was stunned.

answered, shaking her head

good. It takes time for our hotel to train new staff. It would be a lot more difficult if certain, unprecedented factors

manager shrugged and

think I

so frank. He said with pity, "I'm sorry.

I'm

in Nicole's eyes. "Miss Du, when

I can work as soon

regulations and other formalities," the general manager said to the lobby manager

was still confused until she

that everything would

for free here. Your salary of probation period is 3,000. You'll become a regular employee in three months. When 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

and free food and accommodation, Nicole couldn't catch everything that he said

those were

could easily just use her salary to pay for her mother's medical expenses and her

raced

that her mother would be

the hotel was easier than

was quick and polite, and all the hotel colleagues were fond of her.

was arranged to clean

the cleaning car out of the elevator. When she looked up, she saw a man standing not far

him unhappy. His thin lips were tightly closed. After a while, he simply said

yellow light in the corridor shone on him, and his side shadow was tall and straight. The well-tailored

'Jacob...'