My classmates called me a simp, but I kept following Lawrence around without fail. In my third year of university, Melissa changed course from influencer to celebrity. Her first drama was a hit. Someone found out she used to date Lawrence, and her fans mocked him.
They said a broke guy like him wasn’t worthy of her. That was a huge blow to Lawrence, and he had signs of relapsing into depression. Eventually, he decided to start a business in the entertainment industry. I was his only artiste then.
I tried my best to get more fame, even if it meant I had to ride on someone else’s coattails. The netizens did not show any mercy to me, but I persisted. I went to countless business meetings and drank until my stomach bled just to get a role.
I was lucky and succeeded. Lawrence confessed and proposed to me. His mother asked me to say yes because she didn’t want his depression to rear its head again. I didn’t have anyone I liked back then, so I agreed.
However, after Starlight Entertainment became well–established, Melissa came crawling back to Lawrence, and he hooked up with her. He showed me, his wife, no respect. No matter how rich or handsome he was, I would never fall for him.
Even if a spark were to light up from time to time, he swiftly dashed it.
The terms in the divorce paper were fair, and I thought Lawrence would sign them soon enough. He did contact me a day later, but it was to ask me to go to the hospital.
Lawrence’s mother was in bed. She looked sickly and was barely skin and bones. I was sad that I couldn’t do anything to help her.
She talked about the drama I starred in and how my sister was doing, and then she requested, “I have late–stage stomach cancer, Zoe. I don’t have long to live. I worry about Lawrence. Unless… unless you stay with him. Only you can take good care of him. Can you do that?”
I was a grateful woman. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have followed Lawrence around for ten years, but that didn’t mean I was stupid. “Penelope, ten years is a long time. I know you did a lot for me and my sister, but I’ve also repaid my debt in full. I’m not an ingrate, so please, don’t push your luck, alright?”
Penelope Whitman sighed. A long while later, she spoke again, though she seemed to struggle with her words. “You’ve been together for so long. Can you give him another chance? I’ve talked to him. He’ll cancel Melissa’s contract. She won’t get in your way, so—‘
I held up my hand. “I see. You’re his mother, after all. Of course, you’d take his side. This discussion is over, I have to go.” I had repaid my debt, and now my life was mine.
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Chapter 4 Divorce
I turned to leave. “Sign the papers, or I’ll see you in court, Lawrence. Your choice.”
Lawrence followed me out and snatched the papers to sign them, though he signed so hard, his pen could pierce the papers. “You’d better not regret this, Zoe.”
