After a while, she came out holding the divorce agreement he had read.
"Sign it."
It wasn't until this moment that he realized his beautiful dream had come to an end.
This dream started with her, and now she was ending it with her own hands.
Mu Jingxi smiled, then started to cough violently.
He bent over awkwardly, struggling to catch his breath, and only after he steadied his breathing did he straighten up, "Are you in such a hurry?"
Couldn't you even wait one more day?
Mu Jingxi suddenly felt it was all quite ironic...
"Carrying the title of your wife makes me sick."
Fine, so it makes her sick.
Mu Jingxi looked at the divorce agreement again and again but ultimately didn't sign it.
Angrily, he crumpled it into a ball and tossed it harshly to the ground, "I won't sign it."
With those words, he turned and left decisively.
Leaving the apartment, the biting cold wind and thick snow outside seemed to be mocking him.
