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Mission To Remarry
Chapter 1 Divorce
“Lucian, I've been married to you for three years, but you've never once touched me. I'll give my blessing to you and your first crush by giving up on our marriage. Tomorrow, you're free to go after her. But for now, just make it up to me for my feelings for you all these years, please?”
With that said, Roxanne Jarvis leaned down and pressed her lips to the man before her as though she was a moth drawn to fire. Her action was both frenzied and desperate.
She knew this was a despicable move, but she had loved him for too long.
All the while, she had suffered greatly, and now, all she wanted was a little consolation.
“Roxanne, how dare you!”
Lucian Farwell clenched his jaw as his fury sprang to life. His handsome face was as black as thunder.
He wanted to push her away, but the mounting desire in his body was too overpowering. It threatened to burn away all his capacity for reason.
How dare she scheme against me?
“I'm afraid of nothing...”
A lone drop of tear slipped out of the corner of Roxanne's eye. Her kisses grew rapid as her inexperienced hands fumbled around his body hastily.
All she wanted was to own him entirely for once.
A wave of fury crashed through Lucian.
Alas, things weren't under his control.
Soon, his instincts took over. As his body burned up, he lost his rationale completely.
The next day, Roxanne woke up at dawn.
Tamping down on her discomfort, she got out of bed and put on her clothes. After that, she pulled out the divorce agreement she had prepared from the drawer and placed it on the bedside table. Before leaving, she gazed at the man in the bed.
“Lucian, I'll set you free. From today onward, we shall go on separate ways. We will have nothing to do with each other anymore,” Roxanne murmured.
She averted her gaze and turned to leave.
Her heart was full of bitterness and anguish as she stepped out of the Farwell residence.
Roxanne had loved Lucian for seven years.
She had a crush on him from her teenage years until her university days, so her biggest wish was to be his wife.
Alas, Lucian despised her the moment she married into his family.
Back then, his grandfather was critically ill and needed a joyous occasion to hopefully ward off the bad luck. As luck would have it, she was selected to be Lucian's wife.
Her greedy father and stepmother immediately agreed to the marriage.
She could still remember how delighted she was as she waited for the night of her wedding.
Yet, when Lucian showed up, he bore a disgusted expression. “Roxanne, I'll have you know that the person I want to marry is Aubree Pearson. I never wanted to marry you! Only Aubree has the right to be my wife. You're not good enough for me,” he declared.
Roxanne knew that Lucian wasn't obliged to love her.
However, she still held on to the hope that the man would warm up to her one day.
In the past three years of their marriage, she did her best to be a good and caring wife.
Every night, she'd prepare dinner so he could come home to freshly cooked meals.
No matter how late it was, she would only go to bed in peace after his return.
If he got drunk at social events, she would take care of him meticulously instead of leaving him in someone else's hands.
Whenever he got ill or hurt, she would be more worried than anyone else.
Every winter, she would switch on the heater and fill the bathtub with hot water for him. In the morning, she'd wake up earlier than usual to warm his clothes up so he wouldn't feel the cold.
Nevertheless, he never loved her, and he never would.
The day before yesterday was Roxanne's birthday, but Lucian went to the hospital to keep Aubree company.
It was then that Roxanne finally understood that her one-sided feelings would never be reciprocated.
She would never make Lucian fall for her, for his heart belonged to another woman.
Thus, Roxanne decided to give up.
Lucian only roused by ten in the morning.
