Chapter 1 Divorce

Click! The door swung open abruptly.

Giselle Murphy, who had been seated on the couch in a state of listlessness, was jolted back to alertness.

Just half an hour earlier, she had received a distressing call from her husband, Lucian Clifford. He informed her that his darling, Erin Brooks, required another blood transfusion and urged her to prepare herself.

Erin had once saved Lucian's life, a fact she never let Lucian forget. She exploited her supposed anemia to evoke his sympathy.

Back then, Giselle's love for Lucian was profound, almost to the point of self-loss. Aware that both she and Erin shared the rare same blood type, Giselle made a vow. She promised Lucian that in exchange for his hand in marriage, she would be Erin's lifelong donor.

Having been wanting to marry Lucian, Erin was infuriated by this term, yet she couldn't reveal her deceit. Declining the deal by admitting she didn't need the blood from Giselle would raise Lucian's suspicions. More of her schemes and lies would be exposed. So, Erin resorted to a cruel tactic. She demanded blood from Giselle incessantly, effectively sentencing Giselle to a slow demise.

Giselle sensed something was amiss over time. Eventually, Giselle uncovered the bitter truth. Erin's anemia was a fabrication!

Giselle tried to tell Lucian about her discovery, but he refused to listen. Instead, he accused her of malicious intent, believing she wished to see Erin die.

With Lucian's unwavering faith, Erin was confident Lucian would force Giselle into donating blood for her forever.

For three long years, Giselle complied, all out of her love for Lucian.

Seeing Giselle was impeccably dressed, Lucian announced indifferently, "Let's go."

Giselle lifted her gaze to see Lucian. Lucian was clad in a black suit, his features sharp and defined.

For three long years, she had given him her heart. Yet, he saw her only as a means for the blood transfusions for Erin.

However, she was anemic, a fact he knew well. He was also aware that she couldn't afford to lose any more blood.

Feeling as if her heart were bleeding, Giselle managed to remark in a calm tone, "Normally speaking, people can't donate blood more than once a month. Yet, you demand it from me every two weeks. Do you understand the toll it takes on my health? Lucian, do you wish to see me dead?"

Lucian's response came with a sneer, his eyes filled with blatant scorn. "So what? Didn't you agree to give blood whenever needed, as long as we stay married? Can't you endure this anymore?"

Giselle's hands clenched tightly, her fingers whitening with the strain.

He only noticed her reluctance to donate blood this time, completely blind to the pain she endured after each session.

She had hoped repeated sacrifices might earn his sympathy. But what was the reality?

Lucian's patience wore thin upon seeing Giselle's defiance. His voice was sharp. "Giselle, I see right through you. Had you not been the very donor for Erin, you would never have become my wife. I always know your greedy side!"

His words pierced Giselle's heart, each one a deep, painful stab.

"Greedy, am I?" Giselle's laughter rang out, tinged with irony.

The Murphy Group was on par with the Clifford Group. As a Murphy and leader of the Murphy Group, personal gains after being Lucian's wife were never a necessity for Giselle.

For three years, Giselle concealed her true identity and sacrificed everything just to be with Lucian. She never exploited the identity of Lucian's wife for any personal gain. And the outcome? How did he treat and see her?

Pathetically, Lucian had always seen her as jealous and petty, believing she never wanted to save Erin's life, even after she donated blood for Erin numerous times. What about her well-being? Did that ever cross his mind?

"If you're not going to donate blood for Erin, then our marriage is over," Lucian stated coldly, snapping Giselle back to reality.

Hearing his words, a sad smile crossed Giselle's face. This moment was inevitable, wasn't it?

Giselle sighed silently. Indeed, their marriage should have come to an end a long time ago. He never loved her and always despised her for forcing him to tie the knot with her with that deal. She shouldn't have fallen in love with him. Besides, why should she abandon a promising future ahead of her just to be the unappreciated wife of a man who harmed her in every way?

Drawing a deep breath, Giselle retrieved a document from the drawer.

Emblazoned at the top were the words: Divorce Agreement.

Her signature was already there, at the bottom right.

Lucian's reaction was immediate, his pupils constricting. But before he could speak, Giselle stated calmly, "As you wish, we'll get a divorce. I don't want anything from you. All I want is to divorce you. For years, I've allowed you to harm my well-being just to be with you. Time to stop it. Lucian, sign this paper and you'll be free. We'll have no obligations to each other after the divorce."