He Let Me Go, So I Let Him Regret It

Three days later, my injuries had mostly healed.

That day, Carly came to me again, seeking attention as usual.

"Danielle, the fire last time proved once and for all that Julius loves me the most. You mean nothing to him. I advise you to stop deluding yourself and divorce him as soon as possible. Otherwise, the only one who'll suffer in the end is you."

I said coldly, "You are just a mistress who can't be on the stage. How dare you say such things to me?"

Carly immediately flew into a rage. "You're wrong. The one who isn't loved is the mistress."

"If Julius really loved you that much, then he would have cast aside the world's judgment and married you with fanfare. Instead, he's secretly messing around with you."

"You're pretty shameless, actually taking pride in an affair. How could you be so low?"

My words had hit a nerve.

Carly's expression instantly twisted.

"Danielle, it seems you have no idea how capable I am. Today, I will definitely let you know the terrible price you'll pay for provoking me."

She rummaged around the room and finally found my mother's keepsake in the cabinet, that emerald necklace.

Then, right before me, she smashed the gemstone necklace hard onto the ground.

With a "crash," the necklace hit the floor and shattered into pieces.

My eyes burned with anger and I couldn't stop trembling.

This was my mother's keepsake, incomparably precious.

Carly chuckled lightly. "I did it on purpose. Not only will I destroy everything you cherish one by one, but I will also steal your man. Who told you to offend me? You'll never have a good life in this lifetime."

Enraged, I immediately lunged forward and fiercely grabbed her neck.

"Why did you have to destroy my mother's keepsake? It was the only memento she left in this world. Why did you have to ruin it like this?"

Just then, Julius heard the commotion in my room and came in.

Seeing me gripping Carly's neck and her face red, his eyes cold.

He pushed me away and then held Carly protectively in his arms.

"Uncle, you saw it, right? Danielle is crazy! She just tried to choke me!" Carly said, her eyes red with grievance.

Julius raised his hand and slapped me hard across the face. "Danielle, how long are you going to keep this up?"

I covered my stinging cheek and the grievances and anger in my heart erupted at once.

"Why do you always side with her? She deliberately destroyed the keepsake my mother left behind! Tell me, how can I settle this score with her?"

Julius saw the emerald necklace on the floor, broken into several pieces. He was momentarily stunned.

"Carly, did you intentionally destroy her gemstone necklace?"

Carly showed no trace of guilt on her face. "Her mother is already dead, what's the point of keeping this emerald necklace? I was helping her, helping her move on from the pain of the past. Instead of thanking me, she tried to strangle me. What kind of logic is that?"

Hearing her outrageous words, the anger in my heart burned even more fiercely.

I retorted, "Carly, you get on your knees and apologize to me and I'll let this matter go."

"I will never kneel to a shameless woman like you! Uncle, you have to stand up for me!"

Julius said coldly, "Enough! I will punish her properly for you. Let's leave it at that and I will make it up to you."

With that, he took Carly away directly.

That evening, Julius and I met in the living room.

"I've already made Carly face the wall in her room for three days as punishment. I've already punished her. You should be satisfied now, right?"

I was so angry that I laughed.

This wasn't punishment at all; it was clearly his way of protecting Carly, afraid that I would do something bad to her.

But I was too lazy to argue with them anymore.

In two more days, my French residence permit would be processed. When that time came, I would leave and completely disappear from Julius's sight.

The next afternoon, Julius hurriedly pulled me up from my nap.

"Julius, what's gotten into you?"

Julius clammed his thin lips together tightly. "Carly secretly ran out and accidentally hit someone with her car. The person's injuries are serious and their family is refusing to let it go. Luckily, only the car was at the scene and the surveillance didn't capture Carly's face."

"After thinking about it, I can only ask you to bear with it and take the blame for Carly. You'll only be in prison for a year or two at most. I will definitely find the best lawyer to get you out sooner."

Hearing such absurd words, my eyes instantly turned red and my heart was even more painful.

"Julius, how can you be so mean? You want me to take the blame for Carly and send me to jail."

Julius's expression was full of pain. "I have no choice. Carly is delicate; she can't endure the hardships of prison."

I said with a broken heart, "What about me? Can I endure this kind of pain? Julius, you are not a human being. You take advantage of my love for you and treat me so carelessly. If I could turn back time, I would never fall in love with you!"

Julius's eyes darkened as he said, "Danielle, I promise you, as long as you help Carly this last time, I will definitely live a good life with you after you get out of prison. I will never let you down."

I said coldly, "I don't need your empty promises and I will not take the blame for Carly."

"This isn't up to you … "

Finally, Julius resorted to forceful measures and sent me to the police station.

Before leaving, he repeatedly assured me, "Danielle, I promise, I'll find a way to get you out soon."

At that moment, I felt like my blood had frozen. I could barely breathe.

I begged the police to let me make one call. I called my father.

The next day, my father arrived at the station in person. He got me out and handed over evidence that proved Carly had been the one behind the hit-and-run.

After leaving the police station with my father, I found the courier and mailed my last anniversary gift to Julius - a notarized divorce agreement.

Then I blocked all contact information of Julius, held my French residence permit tightly, and got in the car to the airport with my father.

Years of marriage and love gradually dissipated along with the breeze blowing through the car window.

Goodbye, Julius.