I packed up my things and walked out of the house with my luggage bag. I happened to see Winnie and Chris walking hand in hand.

As soon as she saw me, Winnie immediately asked, "Where have you been these past two days? Don't you know that the hospital wants to evaluate your physical condition for the kidney transplant?"

Chris smiled complacently as he tightened his arms around Winnie's waist, and the gaze he shot at me was filled with provocation.

Looking at his strong and healthy face, I hated him for putting on an act, but I hated Winnie more for being blind.

He didn't look like a patient at all.

"Say something. I'm talking to you!"

I looked at her coldly.

Winnie frowned, maybe because I had never shown such a cold look to her.

"What's that look? Who do you think you are? How dare you look at me like that!"

My eyes remained cold, "I don't need an evaluation of my physical condition."

"How can we know when to do the operation without evaluating your condition?"

I sneered,

"Why should I have the operation?"

Winnie's expression flickered.

"Zayn, what do you mean by that?"

"Literally, I don't agree to donate my kidney."

"Do you think I'm a cheap person? Why would I donate my kidney for someone who ruined my family?

He is your first love, and you can't forget him. But his death is a good thing for me. Why should I donate my kidney to him?"

Winnie was provoked by my words and burst into anger.

She pointed at me, trembling.

"Shut up!

Zayn, how dare you say that! How dare you!"

I sneered!

Why wouldn't I dare?

I had wanted to say that a long time ago. I had no choice but to endure it for my mother's sake.

I didn't have to endure it anymore!

"Winnie, let's get a divorce!"

"What?"

Winnie looked at me in disbelief.

"You want to divorce me just because I said something mean to you?"

She thought that I divorced her because of her questioning just now.

The last bit of fantasy about her in my heart completely disappeared.

"I'll send you the divorce agreement. Remember to sign it."

"Stop right there!"

Chris stopped me.

"Winnie just asked you a few questions, and you can't stand it. You're such a loser."

"Out of my way!"

My gaze was cold. I pushed Chris away forcefully and carried my luggage out of the house.

"Chris!" Winnie cried out in surprise, as she hurriedly helped Chris up from the ground, and then she shouted loudly at my back.

"Zayn, you can't threaten me with a divorce. And you have to donate your kidney to Chris!

Let me tell you, you have no choice at all!"

Hearing this, my heart ached to the extreme.

She thought that I was threatening her with a divorce.

I loved her so much, but she stepped on my dignity for Chris and ground it to pieces.

I didn't look back. I pulled my luggage bag and walked further away.

The Stuart family and the White family were both well-known families in the city, and they had been friends for generations. Winnie and Chris had known each other since childhood.

In order to save Chris, Winnie wouldn't divorce me so easily. She'd put it off again and again. I had to hire a good lawyer. So I called my best friend.

"Hey, bro, do me a favor. I want to hire a good lawyer."

"What happened?"

Listening to his concerned voice, I felt warm in my heart.

"Nothing special. I'm just going to divorce Winnie."

"You've finally thought it through. No problem. Leave the matter of hiring a lawyer to me."

He was happy for me.

"I told you that Winnie is not suitable for you. It's really good for you to divorce her."

I smiled bitterly.

My friend started from scratch and expanded his company step by step. He was now a famous entrepreneur in the city.

He had met Winnie several times and persuaded me to divorce her more than once, saying that she did not love me at all.

I was immersed in my fantasy at that time, so I didn't listen to him.

"Zayn, come and help me after the divorce. I'm going to do a new project about live streaming. You have relevant experience. So I'll let you be the person in charge.

We men can only be confident when we have money."

"Alright!"

I agreed without any hesitation.

He invited me to help him before, but Winnie was the boss. She didn't allow me to go. I must work in her company.

I was not happy with my work at all. Everyone in the company said behind my back that I was her toy boy.

The feeling of living under someone else's roof was not pleasant at all.

But for her, I endured it!

My tolerance had resulted in her getting worse and worse to me.

My friend was right. Men should have careers and money in their hands. Only then could they straighten our backs!

After agreeing on the working time with him, I took a taxi to the suburbs.

My mother had a house here.

After marrying Winnie, she didn't allow my mother to live with us. I was a little angry, but my mother persuaded me.

"Son, I'm old and not used to living in the city. The countryside is more suitable for me."

My mother's words were still ringing in my ears, but she was gone forever.

Pushing the door open and looking at the familiar environment, I couldn't help but feel a lump in my throat.

There was a lounge chair by the window. When my mother was alive, she enjoyed lying on the lounge chair and quietly bask in the sun.

I walked over and knelt down beside the lounge chair. I gently stroked the chair and choked with sobs,

"Mom!"

My mother had worked so hard to raise me all her life. She should have lived a happy life when she got old, but...

I was unfilial!

I knelt next to the lounge chair until it was dark. Then, I cleaned up the room and carefully took out my mother's urn from the luggage bag.

"Mom, we're home now!"

My mother wanted to be buried with my father after she died. I was negotiating with the cemetery. After divorcing Winnie, I would fulfill my mother's wish.

At eight o'clock in the evening, I received a call from a strange number. The other party claimed to be a lawyer and wanted to talk to me face to face.

I understood that it was my friend who found me the lawyer, so I did not refuse.

After we agreed to meet in a cafe, I tidied up and went out.

The lawyer was Yolanda. She was the most famous divorce lawyer in the city.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Lake!

I'm sorry to disturb you at such a late time. But I have a few questions to ask you."

"Go ahead!" I nodded.

"First question, are you divorcing Winnie to divide up her property?"

I frowned. Although I was dissatisfied with her question, I understood that it was normal for her to think that way.

After all, Winnie was a well-known rich woman in the city, and I was just an ordinary person.

"Of course not. I just want to divorce her."

"Well, the second question, have you ever done anything wrong to Winnie in marriage?"

"Never!"

I answered quickly in a firm tone.

During the five years of marriage, I have never done anything wrong to Winnie. Instead, she took my meticulous care for granted.

If either of us had to apologize, it would be her.

"Then last question."

Yolanda looked at me and said in a relaxed tone,

"This is a private question. Mr. Lake, you can choose not to answer.

Then why do you wanna divorce Winnie?"

I hesitated for a moment and slowly told her my experience.

After listening, Yolanda was filled with indignation.

"She's gone too far! I, as a woman, feel that it's too much!"

Don't worry, Mr. Lake. You can count on me. I will try my best to help you get what you deserve."

I shook my head.

I didn't care about the money. I just wanted to divorce Winnie as soon as possible.

When we walked out of the cafe, we saw Winnie and Chris.

The two of them held each other's arms, talking and laughing intimately.

I looked at them expressionlessly.

If it were in the past, I would have been angry. But at this point, in my eyes, they were no more than strangers. What they did had nothing to do with me.

"She's not divorced yet, but she's with another man. Isn't she too impudent?"

Yolanda couldn't stand it and snorted coldly.

Winnie turned around and was stunned when she saw me. When she saw Yolanda beside me, she immediately stepped forward angrily and questioned me,

"Who is she?"

Before I could speak, Yolanda spoke first.

"Hello, Miss Stuart, I'm Yolanda, Mr. Lake's attorney!"

"Attorney?"

Winnie suddenly looked at me.

"Zayn, are you really going to divorce me?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Winnie took a deep breath.

"Zayn, stop messing around. We can discuss this properly."

She still thought that I was making trouble.

Perhaps I was too kind to her in the past, which made her feel that I didn't dare to divorce her.

"I have nothing to discuss with you. I'm going to divorce you anyway."

"Zayn, you've gone too far!"

Chris rushed forward and shouted at me with a furious expression.

"You're lucky to marry Winnie. How dare you divorce her! You have no right to do so!"

"Lucky? I don't think so."

I stared coldly at Chris.

"Shut up. The divorce is between me and her. You get in our marriage. You have no right to judge me!

And don't you want me to divorce her? You'll be happy with it, won't you? So why you pretending to be angry?"

Chris's face flushed red from my words.

"Enough!"

Winnie stared at me and took out her mobile phone with one hand.

"Zayn, I'll give you one last chance, or I'll stop paying for your mother's medicine immediately."

She was threatening me with my mother again!

I was furious! It was not the first time that Winnie had threatened me with my mother. I had to bit the bullet before for my mother's health.

But at this point, I was fearless.

"Whatever."

"Fine, Zayn, you made me!"

Winnie gritted her teeth and dialed the hospital's number with resentment.

She put it on speaker and heard the doctor ask in surprise, "Miss Stuart, your mother-in-law has passed away for a few days. Don't you know about it?"