He Killed My Grandmother for His First Love

Phillip picked up the divorce papers from the floor and glanced at me with irritation.

"You want to divorce me?"

He then sneered.

"All because Elaina threw a little tantrum?

"You throw the word 'divorce' around so casually.

"Why are you so petty, Charlee?"

Well...

So in Phillip's eyes...

Elaina setting her dog on my grandmother was nothing more than a tantrum.

"Stop overreacting. Tomorrow, I'll go with you to apologize to your grandmother.

"She's been craving the seafood I cook for a while, hasn't she? I'll make them myself for her tomorrow."

As he spoke, Phillip crumpled the divorce papers into a ball and tossed them into the trash can.

What he did not know was that he would never get the chance to apologize.

Elaina's dog had torn through my grandmother's carotid artery.

By the time she reached the hospital, it was too late. She had died from excessive blood loss.

I looked at Phillip's self-satisfied face, filled with disgust. I even felt like vomiting.

I did not even want to say another word to him.

I flattened the divorce papers again and laid them out on the table, my expression calm and cold.

"No need for that. Just sign the papers."

The truth was, my grandmother had been craving seafood for a long time.

But every time, Phillip would use his busy work schedule as an excuse to push it off again and again.

Only I knew that during those times, he had been busy spending time with Elaina.

I had kept quiet about it, not wanting to worry my grandmother.

"Charlee! You're being ungrateful! I've been tolerating you for a long time now!

"It was just a dog bite. Plenty of people get bitten by dogs, but somehow, you're the only one making such a fuss about it!

"Besides, Elaina washes her dog every day. She didn't even complain about it, so why are you getting so worked up?"

In other words, Phillip was implying that my grandmother was filthier than Elaina's dog.

His words pierced my heart like a dagger.

And yet, I found myself laughing.

"Getting so worked up? Phillip, if I set a dog on Elaina, would you still say..."

Before I could finish my sentence...

Phillip acted like he was going to slap me.

His cold eyes, filled with malice, looked as though he just wanted to kill me.

"If you dare to do anything to Elaina, I swear I won't let you off."

A chill ran all over me, leaving me feeling as if I had fallen into an icy abyss.

Phillip always claimed that nothing was going on between him and Elaina, telling me not to overthink things.

But now…

His reaction exposed him.

The cigarette in my hand had burned down again.

I closed my eyes and then opened them.

Then I grabbed my bag from the sofa and left the house.

"If you don't sign the divorce papers, I'll go to court and sue for divorce."

I was a lawyer.

Phillip knew that if I filed for divorce, he would not win.

Before the door even closed behind me...

I heard the sound of the coffee table shattering in the living room.

"Charlee, if you leave, don't even think about ever coming back!"

I could already picture the way he must have pointed at the back of my head when he said that.

Suddenly, the night sky lit up with a violent flash of lightning.

The torrential rain poured down, pounding the ground, and quickly formed a dirty puddle at my feet.

I took a deep breath and resolutely stepped into the rain.

Suddenly, something flew past me and splashed into the filthy water at my feet.

It was the token of love between Phillip and me.

It was a white clay vase we had made together at a pottery shop.

Elaina had broken it once before.

But I had glued it back together.

Now, it lay shattered in the dirty water, beyond repair.