Desiring Her All Along

My lips were stained red with blood, making my complexion even paler. My eyes were terrifyingly bloodshot.

Andre froze, feeling his breath stifle.

Before he could come to his senses, the driver knocked on the car window and whispered," Sir, Ms. Maya is awake. She said if you don't go there soon, she'll..."

Andre suppressed the inexplicable sharp pain in his heart and icily told me, "The doors to the conference hall will be locked in 30 minutes. I'll only give you 30 minutes to get there. If you're absent and cause something to happen to Maya, I won't spare you."

Having said that, he left to rush to the ward where Maya was.

The car door slammed shut, and the car fell silent.

The tears I had been holding back finally poured out of my eyes.

The debt between us had long been written off. Andre could not threaten me anymore.

I took out my phone and texted the lawyer.

Danielle: [Thirty minutes later, outside the Lawson family's conference hall, publicly release the evidence of Andre's extramarital affair with Maya and my divorce agreement with him.]

Then, I handed the Lawson family's supplementary credit card, which the family had once given me, to the driver outside the car window. "There are millions of dollars in it, and the PIN is six ones. Take me to the port, and it's yours."

My voice was deathly calm.

Thirty minutes later, I boarded the yacht Chiara had arranged. The engine roared to life, and the yacht slowly sailed away from the coastline, carrying me along. Only then did I see a dozen missed calls from Andre on my phone, accompanied by several messages.

Andre: [The conference hall doors are about to be locked. Danielle, where are you?]

[I'm warning you, don't expect me to touch you again for the rest of your life if you play any tricks!]

[Danielle, reply! Now!]

The panic in his messages grew with each one, but my heart was utterly calm.

I pulled out the SIM card, held it in my palm for a final second, and threw it into the sea.

I did not want it anymore. I did not want Andre anymore either. Since he and my biological parents wanted Maya more, Maya would be the only one they had from now on.

...

Inside the conference hall, Andre gripped his phone tightly. His knuckles were white, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged. He dialed my number repeatedly, but the only response he received was, "Sorry, the number you have called is unavailable."