Chapter 2

Watching how he was protecting Blythe on his face, my heart trembled.

That kind of warmth, after I married Hunter, had always been given to me.

My eyes gathered burning tears, almost spilling out.

Right then, my phone suddenly rang.

“Is this Mrs. Massimo? Your younger brother woke up briefly. He cut his wrists and tried to commit suicide….” The doctor spoke with deep regret.

“What?” My eyes opened wide in fear, unable to believe what I had just heard.

“Your younger brother had already been saved, but after waking up, he checked his phone and saw people online had begun making fun of him. Some even found his hospital room and sent funeral wreaths. He may not have been able to handle it, so he chose to try to end his life again……”

With a dull crack, the phone slipped from my fingers.

My eyes burned red as if bleeding, and the look I gave Tatiana and the others carried nothing but hatred.

Right then, I clearly noticed Tatiana behind Hunter, covering her mouth while laughing.

In that second, my self-control broke.

I suddenly seized a wine bottle from the table and smashed it straight at her.

With a heavy crash, the bottle broke apart.

Tatiana cried out and ran toward Hunter, who stepped in front of her.

“How can you lay hands on Hunter?”

“I already helped clear things up for your brother. What else do you want? If it comes to it, I’ll die to make up for it. Is that enough?”

As she spoke, she suddenly ran toward the window.

Hunter did not even bother wiping the blood covering his head. He quickly dragged Tatiana back, then stared at me with anger.

“Blythe, how far are you planning to push Tatiana? You forced the victim to explain herself, and she already did.”

“At first, I still felt some guilt toward your brother, but now it seems he fully deserved it!”

“He was the one who went after Tatiana. I only put what he did online. He chose to end his life because he couldn’t handle the mental pressure. Why are you blaming Tatiana?”

Tatiana hid in his arms, crying softly like flowers soaked by rain, making it seem I was the culprit who had torn apart this unlucky couple.

“Hunter, please stop talking. As long as you’re safe, and as long as Blythe can forgive me, I will accept anything.”

Hunter watched her with pain and softness, holding her even more tightly.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe. You were the one who was hurt from the start. No one is allowed to cross me and harm you.”

Without noticing, a tear slid down from my eye, and my heart felt so empty it scared me.

Those exact words had once been spoken to me by Hunter, too.

After marriage, whenever someone tried to make things hard for me, he would always stand in front of me right away.

Everyone didn’t believe that the former Playboy would truly change, yet Hunter did it.

I once believed Hunter’s promise would last forever, but now it seemed it only lasted for three brief years.

I drew in a deep breath, pulled the divorce agreement from my bag, and spoke firmly, “Hunter, let’s get a divorce.”