I'd just finished writing our divorce agreement when he rushed over and tore it to shreds.
"What?" I said with a mocking smile. "You said being a prince consort kept you from taking concubines and harmed your career. Now that I'm setting you free, you don't want it?"
"Yan'er." He called me by my childhood name, hooked a finger around the stray hair by my temple, and drew me into his arms again. "You were the one who pursued me first."
Unfortunately for him, that no longer worked on me.
Xiao Chuyuan was handsome and dashing, with a noble air that seemed to set him apart from the world.
If it hadn't been for that face, I wouldn't have wasted three years on him. If I could go back, I wouldn't have fallen for his looks alone.
"So what?" I retorted, then pushed him away, turned around, and picked up my brush to write a letter of repudiation.
From now on, the road between us would be long and distant. We would never meet again.
