Sweet Sweet Love

"You saw us?" Aron raised his eyebrows in surprise. However, there was no trace of regret in his expression.

He reached up his hand to touch his cheek where she slapped him, a sneer showing in his face. 'No fucking wonder she's being so emotional today,' he thought. Now that she'd seen it, then there was no need to pretend anymore. Aron sat in the sofa, face as stoic as a statue.

"You want to know why I didn't like to touch your body in years, Yolande? Do you know? It's because I find you disgusting!"

He sneered even more once that he'd seen her flushed red. However, Aron was not going to stop right then and there. "Do you know how disgusting you are in my eyes? Honestly, it never occurred to me that a woman that looked so chaste, would sleep with a man over his eighties!"

"Enough, Aron!"

Yolande roared, about to raise her hand only to be caught by Aron before it could even reach his face. He raised an eyebrow.

"What? You want to hit me again? The less you want me to say, the more I'd talk!"

He roughly grabbed her jaw and pulled her face closer to his, nails digging into her skin. She flinched as his eyes darkened in fury.

"Do you know the difference between you and your sister? A woman like you doesn't deserve to be my wife!"

He finally shoved her away before wiping his hand on his coat as if he'd just touched something dirty. Without another word, he turned on his heel and stomped right off, slamming the door behind him. The enormous villa was now empty, nothing left but the howling winds and the rustling of leaves.

She sniffled, tears continuously running down her face. Her face was now stark pale. She leaned against the door, a hand running down across the handle, gripping it tightly.

It felt as if she had lost her strength to even stand up as she landed on the ground with a thump.

Everything was over now.

The man didn't love her, not even one bit.

Now, she was starting to think whether he loved her at all from the start.

black, like her soul. She had been walking around like a zombie all

you give it up. You're still entitled to a

to face. Usually, most women would try to earn as much as they could from these types of divorce cases. This was the first time he'd encountered such a

Attorney Zhang," she interrupted before he could blabber on about the laws that could permit her in getting more money. "I've made

her pen and signed her

"But..."

She smiled faintly. "I won't pay you any

she quickly packed up her

last look at the villa through the rearview mirror. She stayed there for the past three years, yet

are you okay?" the driver

quickly wiped tears with the back of her sleeve. "The wind was

turning to look at the window. She still had a long way to go before she

to make a fuss the moment she arrived. Honestly, she'd expected that her family would understand what she was going through and offer her a place to stay, but it seemed

from the door. He lifted up his cup from the tea

around her, some shards even scratching her lower legs while the others fell

"Dad," she stuttered.

wasn't expecting this kind of reaction, especially from her father.

like that! I don't have a shameless daughter like you!" Harvey Su heaved in anger,

a heart problem!" Her stepmother, Wendy Chu, stepped forward, patting her husband's chest. "You dare come back?

something. I'll get going soon." She hastily turned around and left for her

as if she were nothing but a beggar. She couldn't believe that she was

room, she jumped at the edge of her bed and nursed her feet, taking off the shards that had punctured her piece

did it come to this?

Yolande pulled out the last piece of glass, her hands trembled. They were stained with blood

just insulted her and

more than for her to disappear. Things were different back then. Back then, her father would greet her as