Left for the Wolves

I was still in a state of shock, never expecting that Bubbles the bunny would be eaten alive.

Rosa staggered to her feet. She rushed over and grabbed me by the collar, yelling, "Fred Presley! I was wrong about you! You're a monster! A heartless monster! Bubbles's an innocent creature! How could you feed her to the wolves!"

I clutched my forehead. My head was throbbing. "Let me explain. I didn't hurt her. It was Jack—"

Slap!

Rosa slapped me on the face, glaring at me with reddened eyes as if I were her enemy.

"Jack? He was the one who gave me Bubbles. Do you think he would feed her to the wolves? I know you don't like him! I know you're jealous, but I can take it! Bubbles is a living being! How could you be so cruel? You're a monster!"

She hurled accusations one after the other, completely shutting me up. My numb heart was no longer beating, but the pain was still so excruciating it almost crushed me.

I clutched my heart. My injuries tore open again. Blood was seeping through the bandages. The wolves didn't dare to make any noise. They retreated back to a corner.

Jack said with reddened eyes, "It's fine, Rosa. Our daughter's dead. I'm fine. Don't yell at Fred. He didn't do it on purpose."

Daughter? Bubbles was their daughter? Then, who am I...to her?

I suddenly snickered before bawling into a maniacal laugh. Rosa looked at me in shock. "How dare you laugh! Get lost!" She shoved me away with a tearful gaze. My injured legs hurt even more, so much so that I fell to the ground.

Hunter quickly came over to help me up. "Mr. Presley, are you alright? Mrs. Presley, it wasn't Mr. Presley who did it!" He tried explaining on my behalf frantically.

Jack interrupted, "Fred, don't worry about it. Rosa's just overwhelmed with rage. I'll talk to her."

The culprit pretended to be generous and forgiving. I laughed sarcastically.

Rosa looked at me with contempt and disappointment. "I'm not overwhelmed with rage! Fred, I want a divorce! I no longer want to see you!"

Hunter helped me up. I was no longer smiling. My eyes gleamed icily. "Rosa, you'd better not regret your decision. Also, you should check properly if that man is married or not."

Rosa ignored me. She glared at me with resentment. "I'll never regret it!"

I was relieved to hear that. This time, I was truly done.

Hunter kept persuading me on the journey back. "Mr. Presley, it was just a misunderstanding. Why didn't you explain it to her?"

I smiled bitterly. "If she still believes me, she would have listened to me."

When I returned to the hotel, I signed the divorce papers that Philip prepared for me a long time ago. I packed all of my belongings, not planning to leave anything behind.

Philip returned to the country, Innerland. I told him to pack all my belongings in our apartment. I'd leave it for Rosa, since I was not going back anymore.

Rosa perhaps thought that I would have returned to Innerland, but this had nothing to do with me anymore.

We were together for six years, but the ending was written in stone. The truth did not matter anymore.

From the moment Rosa kissed Jack, from the moment she took Jack's hand and led him away from the wolf's den, the crying lady that I first met was gone.

She died in my memories. She was gone.

The ironic thing was, Jack was already married to another woman.

Looking at the vast grassland of Chicily, I left.

Rosa suddenly felt a pang of panic as if she lost something. When she returned to the room, a gust of wind blew the divorce papers off the table to the floor.

She picked them up to see my signature on them.