Oh, so we were talking about two different things. Still, I had no idea why he was so mad. “Yep.” 

Lawrence wanted to blow up, but he held his anger back. “I know you’re annoyed about the award ceremony, but you shouldn’t have taken it out on the baby.” 

Well, now I was annoyed. I had been an actress for eight years and was nominated for best actress five times. Just when the committee had agreed that I would win the award this year, Lawrence stole it and gave it to Melissa instead. 

Her fans called me a clown, and the netizens said I would always be number two. “I’m not annoyed or anything. We’re getting divorced anyway, and I see no point in keeping the baby. My lawyer’s drafting up the papers. You’ll get them tomorrow. Please sign them then.” 

Lawrence never had much patience with me, and now it had run out. “It’s just a Best Actress award. You’re overreacting. If you want it, I can give it to you next year. We’ll talk after you’ve calmed down.” 

Even when I had aborted the baby and was planning on a divorce, he still didn’t apologize. He grabbed his car keys and left. As usual, no matter how much unfairness I suffered, he would toss me aside and let me lick my wounds alone. 

After all, I would scramble back to his side and ask for reconciliation. Not this time, though. My parents died when I was a kid, and I had no one but my sister. Eventually, my sister’s kidneys started malfunctioning. Lawrence’s mother paid for her surgery and put me through school. 

I was grateful for her. To repay the debt, I promised I would keep an eye on Lawrence’s studies at school and stay with him after his breakup. That led to marriage. His mother told me that if I still didn’t love him after a decade, she wouldn’t force us to stay together. 

Well, ten years had gone by. Time was up. 

The next day, my lawyer brought me the divorce papers. I called Lawrence, but he didn’t pick up, so I simply sent him a soft copy. ‘Go through them. Come back and sign the papers if you’re fine with it.’ 

I sent the message, but it didn’t go through. He had blocked me again. Every time he was upset, he expected me to cheer him up, even when he was at fault. He was used to being the center of my world. 

I was glad for the existence of the divorce system. “So annoying. Glad I can get a divorce. I can’t put up with this any longer.”