On the wedding anniversary, her husband left after answering a call from a woman. Lily Hart was disheartened, left a paper divorce agreement, and disappeared. Five years later, she brought her two kids back with a high profile. At that time, she was already a well-known cultural relic restorer at home and abroad. Seeing each other again, the atmosphere between the two is tense. Ivan Kramer suddenly felt flustered, as if something was out of control. "Do you know that children want a father? How dare you just leave?" Lily Hart found it funny, "Mr. Kramer, if they want a father, I can always find it. Who are you?"
Late at night, after having a good time, Lily Hart panted lightly, looked at the man who got off her body, and slightly pursed her lips.
She turned sideways, and the man next to her only left her with a clear and smooth side face. She didn't care about his indifference, and there was a hint of hope in his beautiful eyes.
Today is their wedding anniversary, will he remember?
"Ivan, you..." She opened her mouth softly, wanting to say something.
But at this moment, Ivan Kramer's cell phone rang suddenly. He ignored Lily Hart at all, stretched out his long arms, took the cell phone to his ear, and answered, "Hello."
His voice was deep and hoarse, with a sense of sexiness just after work.
The other side didn't know what to say, Ivan Kramer's expression didn't fluctuate, and his tone sounded indifferent: "I'll be right there."
But these few words completely shattered all of Lily Hart's hopes. She watched the man walk to the closet with a pale face.
The man put on a formal suit with a pale face, as if he was going to work, when he was about to go out.
Lily Hart spoke suddenly, she lowered her eyes and tried to make her voice sound calm: "Ivan, can you not leave tonight?"
Ivan Kramer didn't stop, he raised his hand, and his slender fingers touched the doorknob.
The light refracted by the low-key watch in her hand pierced Lily Hart's eyes. hTTPs://WWW.4㈦㈦Ζω.℃òΜ
He bit his lower lip and raised his voice: "Ivan!"
Her voice trembled, with a hint of crying.
Ivan Kramer stopped when he heard this, looked down at her with slender and deep eyebrows, paused, and said coldly: "Stop making trouble."
The voice was very different from the gasp that escaped his throat not long ago.
But at this moment, his gaze was calm and straight as if he was looking at an object.
Lily Hart didn't speak any more. Her slender white fingers tightly gripped the quilt on her body, and she tasted the blood in her mouth.
There was a big hole in her heart, and the cold wind was blowing.
Ivan Kramer left, and Lily Hart heard the door slam shut. Like a broken doll, she lay on her back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Soon, she seemed to come back to her senses, wrapped in a blanket, and rushed out the door.
Ivan Kramer had already walked to the first floor and opened the door.
She rushed forward on the second floor, and when she was about to go down the last staircase, she lost her step and threw herself directly to the ground.
Lily Hart heard the sound of Ivan Kramer closing the door as her knee hit the ground hard.
Her knee hurt as if it was going to be broken. She knelt on the ground with her head down, her hands half clenched and her body trembling uncontrollably.
After a while, she raised her head, her face was pale, but her eyes were as red as bleeding.
She knew why Ivan Kramer was out.
She knows everything.
She knew that he was forced to marry her, she knew that he had never loved her, she knew that he had a woman outside, and she also knew that the phone call just now was made by that woman.
On their wedding anniversary, the woman was able to call Ivan Kramer away with a single phone call.
Funny how she was just hoping Ivan Kramer would remember what day it was.
It's ridiculous that she thought she could keep him.
Lily Hart laughed foolishly, and the more she laughed, the more tears shed.
She knew that she had completely lost.
......
The next day, Lily Hart did not see Ivan Kramer again.
In the evening, Ivan Kramer came back.
He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. The lights in the house were not turned on, and the setting sun in the west dyed the house a warm orange.
If it was normal, Lily Hart should have already cooked dinner and sat quietly on the sofa waiting for him to come back.
But today there is no one on the sofa.
He turned on the light in the house and saw a table full of dishes on the dining table.
He stepped forward, touched the plate lightly, and found that the dishes on this table were already completely cold.
Ivan Kramer's slender eyebrows subconsciously frowned.
At this time, he lowered his eyes slightly, and saw the divorce agreement beside him, with Lily Hart's name clearly signed on it.
Ivan Kramer's face darkened, and anger welled up in his dark eyes. He picked up the piece of paper and almost crushed it in his hands.
That woman just left? !
What did she take him for?
Ivan Kramer's chest was heaving, and it took him a while to calm down. With a cold face, he dialed the phone, his voice was deep and cold, almost trembling:
"Find Lily Hart by any means!"
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