Chapter 3

"Lily's drunk," he said with a frown.

Actually, I didn't know why he felt the need to explain.

After all, when he moved in with me, Lily bought the unit right above ours the very next day.

When she showed up at our door with a grin, pulling Frederick into playful roughhousing and declaring,

"I'll always be one step ahead of you, Frederick. I'll always be the woman who matters most to you!" Frederick didn't explain then either.

All he said was, "Jasmine, you know what our relationship is."

After all, they grew up together. Their families had watched them grow up. Once upon a time, they were everyone's dream couple.

Until Frederick changed his mind in college and actively pursued me for three whole years.

He thought that was proof enough of his innocence with Lily.

I'd spiraled countless times before—worrying, caring, arguing.

But now, whatever happened between them had nothing to do with me anymore.

I glanced away indifferently and simply said, "Yeah, understandable."

Then I started to push my suitcase toward the exit.

It was clearly the answer he wanted, yet Frederick seemed displeased.

He grabbed my wrist. His voice carried a trace of barely concealed mockery.

"What did you say?"

"I said—"

I exhaled and looked at Frederick calmly. "We're done. I'm breaking up with you."

The air fell silent for a few seconds.

A low laugh escaped Frederick's throat. "So you're just going to keep making a scene?"

"Besides... Jasmine, don't forget—we had our wedding just last week."

"Even if you want to throw a tantrum, you should at least say divorce now."

To Frederick, both "breakup" and "divorce" seemed like joke words.

He looked at me lazily, like he was indulging a petulant little girl throwing a tantrum.

I had no intention of arguing with him. I tugged at the corner of my mouth. "Whatever you say."

But I couldn't leave.

A black leather shoe blocked my suitcase. My wrist was gripped tightly. He wouldn't let go.

We'd only been at a standstill for a few seconds when Lily couldn't take it anymore. She stumbled and fell to the side.

Her voice, which had been sweet and coquettish moments ago, turned into a shriek. "Enough! I can't stand you two anymore!"