Since everything I did was wrong, I chose to
say nothing.
After we finished, I went to the restroom.
When I returned, Lily was gone.
cc
Grace, you had a good appetite today.”
After paying, Jack stood up, smiling at my
slightly rounder belly.
I reached out and removed a false eyelash
from his cheek.
I never wear false eyelashes.
Jack’s eyes showed rare panic.
“Don’t misunderstand. Lily got something in
her eye, so I…helped her.”
He frowned, growing more uneasy.
I said, “Oh,” and started walking.
He froze, then quickly caught up.
<
Near the office building, I said, “I’ll go in first.
You can come later.”
Only Jack’s assistant knew I was his wife.
Company policy didn’t forbid office romances.
But when we started dating, Jack didn’t want
the hassle of going public.
Eventually, even when we saw each other at
work, we pretended not to know each other.
That night, Jack came home on time, bringing
flowers and a designer bag.
While he waited for praise, I pulled out the
divorce papers.
“Let’s divorce.”
He threw the flowers on the floor, picked up
the papers and flipped through them.
He didn’t seem surprised, only his knuckles
tightened.
“You’re quite the actress. You even printed
the papers.”
He threw them at me and sat on the sofa,
unbuttoning two shirt buttons, sneering.
I picked up the papers.
I said calmly, “This is serious.”
Jack scoffed, “Which time isn’t? Next, will
you hire actors and bring the court home?”
I didn’t respond. Arguing was pointless.
I put the papers in his study, went to the
bedroom, and started doing my own thing.
Ten minutes later, I heard a sports car roaring
away.
SS
After Jack left, I contacted real estate agents.
Two weeks passed in a flash.
Jack stopped staying out all night. He came
home on time, ordering takeout of my favorite
dishes.
He even offered to drive me to and from
work.
Free driver, why not? I didn’t refuse.
But every time we neared the office building,
I’d ask him to stop.
<
He asked why.
I looked at him strangely.
“Don’t you want to keep our relationship a
secret?”
He was speechless.
Neither of us mentioned divorce again.
The divorce papers remained on his desk.
He pretended nothing happened. I didn’t call
him out, but I wasn’t just waiting.
I went back to my parents‘ house and they’d
already accepted it.
“Nena! Our homebody is finally coming out
with us! Come sit down. This Korean BBQ is
amazing!”
The restaurant was near the office.
So I wasn’t surprised to see Jack next door.
But I didn’t expect Lily to be there.
“Grace, what are you doing here?”
Jack walked over, overjoyed.
He got too close, and I unconsciously stepped
Maun.
He froze, looking a little disappointed.
“Nena, come play truth or dare with us.
“”
Lily grabbed my hand and pulled me to the
table.
I noticed a dark blue amulet around Lily’s
neck.
It was the one I’d prayed for last year when
Jack’s career was struggling.
No wonder I’d asked him why he wasn’t
wearing it.
He’d exploded, shouting at me, “It’s in my
wallet! Do I need your permission for
everything? Who do you think you are?!”
After Lily pulled me to the table, Jack poured
me a Coke.
When I didn’t drink it, he rubbed his knees,
looking uneasy.
“Grace, don’t you love Coke?”
I didn’t answer, and ordered a coconut drink.
I loved Coke, but not his Coke.
When someone complimented Lily’s necklace,
Jack’s face turned pale.
He whispered, “Lily’s been unlucky lately. I
just let her borrow it…don’t overthink it.”
While picking up some BBQ, I glanced at him. “It’s not a valuable thing. Don’t be stingy. If she likes it, give it to her.”
I focused on eating. Everything else was
irrelevant.
Lily lost truth or dare.
She chose “kiss someone
い
After giving me a provocative look, Lily
blushed and approached Jack.
“Kiss!”
“Kiss!”
Jack didn’t expect me to join in.
At the last moment…
Jack raised his hand and refused Lily’s kiss in
public.
<
Humiliated, Lily glared at me and ran out
crying.
Jack rolled up his sleeves and grilled and
served me meat in front of our confused
colleagues.
Lily, hiding in the back of the restaurant,
stood before us, tear–stained.
She clung to Jack’s arm, sobbing, demanding
he take her home.
He looked at me, torn.
“Grace, her house isn’t far. Maybe we can
walk her home…”
My phone rang, interrupting him.
In the taxi, I said, “Take her home yourself. I
have things to do.”
Later, I heard that Jack didn’t take Lily home.
I didn’t care.
That weekend, I got up early, dressed nicely,
and went to a college friend’s wedding.
Jack called.
I ignored it at first.
But he kept calling, so I apologized to my
friends and answered.
“Grace, why did you block me?”
I was confused. I remembered blocking him
on my birthday.
I sighed, “Because of this little thing, you kept calling?‘
