Tears of grievance fell uncontrollably, Ruby Mercer said, "Alvin Hargreaves, we've been married for three years. Do you know I have a tendency for self-harm?"
Alvin Hargreaves' eyes flickered, and after a while he replied, "Impossible!"
Finally, Alvin Hargreaves carefully examined Ruby Mercer!
He had never looked closely at Ruby Mercer, but now, examining her in detail, she does bear a resemblance to Wendy Mercer by about seventy percent.
Especially her nose and mouth...
Ruby Mercer unconsciously wrapped her arms around her body, "The marks on my body aren't left by another man; I pinched myself!"
She leaned against the doorframe, "Whenever I miss you, I can't help but want to contact you. But I know that the person you truly like is my sister, and I know you married me just to fulfill my sister's wish, for the sake of our two families' business. I know you don't like me, even hate me, despise me, resent me, and I also know that you've become what you are now—lingering around other women, staying out all night—because you married me!"
The more Ruby Mercer spoke, the more aggrieved she felt. She screamed at Alvin Hargreaves, venting the pent-up frustration inside her.
"But, I would rather the person who died in that car accident was me!"
"I didn't want to be saved!"
At this moment, Alvin Hargreaves' lower abdomen throbbed with pain. Bringing up that car accident made his heart ache too!
In that car accident, what died was his youth, his heart!
Ruby Mercer painfully curled her body against the doorframe, "I've tried very hard to be a virtuous wife. Not interfering with your social life, your private life, trying to learn cooking, not disturbing your fun, even though living like this makes me suffer too!"
"Suffer so much that every time I think of you, I unconsciously punish myself for my incompetence!"
She stood up straight, lifted the hem of her clothes, and turned around for him to see her back, her waist, "The marks on me, they're all from self-harm, and they're all very fresh!"
She sniffled, "While you and your Anastasia were in an affectionate mood, I pinched myself. While you and your Erin were doing bed exercises, I pinched myself again. When you refused to answer the phone, using busyness as an excuse, I still pinched myself. While you forced me into divorce, besides pinching myself, there's nothing else I could do!"
She stroked the red marks on her body, tears continuously fell, "All the marks on me, it's all your fault!"
Alvin Hargreaves' face paused, watching the marks all over her body, seeing her tear-stained face, he endured the pain in his lower abdomen, his face darkened as if a storm was about to come.
"Ruby Mercer, do you think I would believe your nonsense?"
"Do you think I can't tell the difference between love bites and pinch marks?"
Ruby Mercer sneered, "Believe it or not, I don't care anymore!"
She wiped her tears, "Do you see the mess on the dining room floor?"
Ruby Mercer sneered, "Actually, that was the meal I made for you last night! Since you didn't come back, I smashed it! That table full of dishes was my heart, and I shattered my heart!"
She accused him of being heartless, "Congratulations, Alvin Hargreaves!"
"You've won, we're getting divorced!"
She angrily screamed, "Whoever doesn't get divorced is a coward! Whoever doesn't get divorced will go to the eighteenth circle of hell!"
Alvin Hargreaves looked at her hysterical appearance, his gaze flickered, "Ruby Mercer, you're in such a hurry to get divorced, there must be something fishy!"
He pointed at Ruby Mercer with a gloomy face, "Swear that you absolutely haven't done anything to betray me!"
Ruby Mercer's eye flickered, desperately trying to conceal the panic in her eyes.
"Why would I swear?"
"Why don't you repent for all the things you've done to betray this marriage? What have you done to betray me?"
Alvin Hargreaves' face was embarrassed to the point of not speaking!
Ruby Mercer sarcastically smiled, "Alvin Hargreaves, don't tell me you've suddenly fallen in love with me and don't want to divorce me?"
Alvin Hargreaves, "Ha!"
"You're simply delusional!"
Ruby Mercer sneered, "Therefore, we're getting divorced!"
"Your Anastasia is so beautiful, she can toast you and flirt with you, you must be eager to marry her in no time, right?"
Alvin Hargreaves' eyes went ferociously dark, "You..."
"Ruby Mercer, you're getting bolder! You actually dared to stalk me!"
Ruby Mercer wiped away her tears, determined in her heart, "If you don't agree to divorce, I'll proceed with legal action! If this continues, even if I didn't die in that car accident, I would be driven to death by this marriage!"
She pointed to the window behind him, "Maybe in the future, I won't be self-harming by pinching myself but jumping out from here!"
Alvin Hargreaves watched her leave, his face darkly yelled, "Ruby Mercer, come back to me!"
"Take me to the hospital!"
"Ruby Mercer, you damn woman, come back to me!"
What answered him, was the sound of Ruby Mercer slamming the door forcefully.
The man lay decadently and powerlessly on the ground, his face grey like death.
Finally, he could get divorced, he should be celebrating with fireworks, but why does he feel inexplicably heartbroken, inexplicably panicked!
He saw the resolve and pain in her eyes!
In that car accident, she was innocent; having been saved, her heart must feel more guilty and pained than if she'd died.
Recalling the pinch marks all over her body, the man's eyes flickered slightly.
It seemed as if something melted within his heart, a sensation dazzling his limbs...
Ruby Mercer left the bedroom, without looking back.
This place wasn't her residence to begin with, but was the marital home under Alvin Hargreaves' name.
If she remembered correctly, this should be his second time here!
And last time was three years ago on the wedding night!
She only took her phone and handbag.
Outside the room, entering the elevator, Ruby Mercer was still nervous!
Not knowing whether Alvin Hargreaves believed that the marks all over her body were from self-harm?
Actually, talking about self-harm just now, wasn't completely lying!
It's just that she would self-harm in another way!
That is, every time Alvin Hargreaves hung up the phone, she would torture herself by cooking, cleaning the room, carefully wiping every piece of floor in the room, locking herself in the study to work day and night without distinction, drawing design drafts, researching paint and putty.
She is a somewhat well-known mural artist!
But almost nobody knows!
Hillside Villa.
Christopher Moore's study door was knocked.
The person who came in was Kenneth Morgan.
"Master!"
At this moment, the man at the desk pinched his brow and looked at him, "Speak!"
Kenneth Morgan, "You guessed right, Mr. Hargreaves... Oh no, it's Miss Mercer who moved into her own apartment!"
The man raised an eyebrow, nodded.
He looked around his study, from the projection background to the gigantic bookshelf behind.
Just as Kenneth Morgan was about to ask what he was searching for, the man spoke.
"I feel that the colors in this study are a bit too dark. Let's renovate, brighten the colors a little!"
Kenneth Morgan sighed.
Such a dog!
Living under others' roofs, watching the boss's expression to eat, what else can you do?
Alright!
He still had to cooperate in acting!
"Where does Master plan to temporarily move to?"
He watched the man at the desk, "Is it the villa in the east of the city, or the apartment near Imperial Garden!"
"Oh, right, the neighbors above and below Miss Mercer's house, and those on the same floor seem to be selling their houses!"
Christopher Moore pursed his lips, "Oh?"
"Such coincidence?"
Kenneth Morgan, "..."
Pretend! I'm letting you pretend!
Kenneth Morgan continued to speak, "If Master feels it's inconvenient on the Imperial Garden side, you have a villa in the south of the city that you can immediately move into!"
Christopher Moore glanced at him, then cleared his throat, "Still living on the Imperial Garden side, buy all the houses above and below her, maybe they have great potential for appreciation!"
Kenneth Morgan nodded, "Master speaks very wisely!"
Potential for appreciation?
Are you talking about the space for emotional growth between you and Miss Mercer?
Coincidentally, there's a homeowner above Ruby Mercer's place who wants to sell and move abroad, the house has never been lived in, so that night, the Master couldn't hold back wanting to move in!
Kenneth Morgan couldn't do anything about it! Move!
Nobody can stop the Master when he goes mad!