The Almighty Lord Caspian

Early the next morning, Caspian and Melanie stood in front of the entrance of their run-down apartment building where they lived.

They waited for the bus by the road.

Caspian gave Melanie one last chance and asked, “Are you sure you don’t want to reconsider?”

Without even looking at him, Melanie replied, “There’s no need.”

As she finished speaking, her phone started ringing from inside her new Gucci bag.

Melanie fished out her brand-new iPhone. When she saw the caller ID on the screen, she walked over to a nearby sycamore tree. She answered the call in a gentle tone.

A few months ago, Melanie had spoken to Caspian in such a sweet voice as well. However, her favor now belonged to another man who was on the other end of the call.

Once Caspian was certain that their relationship was over, he didn’t waste time trying to change her mind.

The bus arrived after a while. When the doors opened, Caspian gestured to Melanie, who had just finished her call to get on the bus.

Melanie walked over to the bus and glanced at Caspian. There was a hint of disdain and mockery in her gaze as she stared at Caspian with pity.

“A few months ago, we took the bus to register our marriage. Today, we are also taking the bus to divorce each other. Remember, this is the reason for our divorce.”

The third stop of the bus route was at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Both of them sat in different rows without speaking a word, right behind each other.

Afterward, they arrived at the counter for divorce proceedings at the Civil Affairs Bureau. The staff invited them to sit down and asked for their documents.

As the staff member checked their documents, he asked the both of them, “Have you two considered this thoroughly and divided your joint assets?”

Melanie couldn’t wait to respond, “We have thought this true. Please settle the proceedings quickly. We don’t have many assets. We live in a rental house and we can’t afford a car. The items in the room are all we have.

“Some were bought by me and some by him. I’m leaving everything to him. We also have a small amount in the bank account which I will leave to him as well. It’s probably around 180 dollars. I don’t want anything.”

Although she sounded like a generous person, her look of disdain clearly showed that she thought of it as charity to her ex-husband.

Caspian sensed an urgency in her tone.

The staff member finally stamped their divorce certificates.

After that, he handed them to Caspian and Melanie respectively.

When they registered for marriage, they had to queue up and verify their documents to complete the proceedings.

It took them around half an hour. On the other hand, getting divorced was much quicker.

of them walked

smile. “Melanie, even though we are divorced

stuffed the divorce certificate into her bag and casually

in the future. When I look at you, I am reminded of the time I lived in poverty. The six months of our marriage felt like a nightmare

Caspian was taken aback.

did his best to love for the past six months would describe

any lingering feelings he felt for

of

car pulled up next

second, the

man with pockmarked skin and

Caspian recognized this man.

the son of

only one eye. Although he was ugly, he had

had to rely on his dad’s connections

remained

got out of the car, he walked

you didn’t do much, thank you so much for taking care of my wife for the past six months!

to give her the best

toward Caspian did not mask the mocking tone

ignored him but stared at Melanie with

his mind, he thought that Melanie could do much better. She should have found a younger, richer,

for being

“Did you divorce

as her cheeks

mustered her courage and

Bobby has been good to me and will give

time to keep me company. In my

convince herself that

clearly trying to hide her feelings

be open-minded. Competent men like me must do their best to take care of

is a kind of love called letting go.

Bobby and turned to

a look of disappointment on his face. “Did you abandon me for this handicapped man? You’ve really disappointed

hit a nerve

drives a BMW. How about you? You take the bus every day! He earns tens of thousands of dollars each month, and his father is a manager of the

in sweat, but you only make five

them meet me. Are you concerned that they would lose their way in the city, or are you afraid that I will look down