After leaving the hospital, Qi Yao and I fell into silence.
Being able to marry into the wealthy Gu Group family, both of our families weren't lacking either, treating us as their beloved little princesses.
From childhood to adulthood, we had never suffered such humiliation.
We exchanged glances and saw the sadness and determination in each other's eyes.
"Cici, I want a divorce."
Qi Yao took a deep breath, looked at me, and said with utmost seriousness.
As soon as she finished speaking, I immediately said, "Divorce! We must!"
"And what about you?"
"If you divorce, I will too."
Once we decided on divorce, Qi Yao and I didn't hesitate. We immediately called our family's lawyers to draft the divorce agreement.
The two of us linked arms and went home to pack our luggage.
Thus, when Gu Zhizhou, burdened with his own concerns, returned home to find Qi Yao, he was greeted with a mess and boxes piled everywhere.
