Lover is Gone as the Wind Rises

Just then, Lorenzo's phone rang. He moved to silence it, but hesitated at the sight of the caller ID. I could clearly see the embarrassment and worry on his face.

I offered a generous smile, "Go ahead. It must be something important."

"I'll be back soon. Just give me five minutes." Lorenzo scuttled away.

"Wait."

As Lorenzo tried to distance himself, I called him back, "Why not take a call here? I don't understand family affairs anyway. You don't need to worry about me leaking any business secrets."

Lorenzo stopped awkwardly. He hesitated for a moment and finally answered, his brow furrowed in anger, "Didn't I tell you not to call me today? What’s up?"

I couldn't make out the words on the other end, but faintly heard a woman crying.

Lorenzo spoke with cautious care. "Alright, I got it. Just wait a moment."

Hanging up, he turned to me with an apologetic look. "Anastasia, I'm so sorry. There's an important document. The manager has brought it to the company downstairs. I'll sign it and come back soon. I’ll be back half an hour."

I nodded. As Lorenzo rushed into the car, I knew he wouldn't be coming back. I immediately hailed a taxi to follow him.

Lorenzo stopped at the hospital. He couldn't even wait for the elevator and sprinted down the stairs. He looked frantic and impatient, eventually arriving at the Obstetrics and Gynecology department.

My phone vibrated.

[Scarlett]: Anastasia, I'm so sorry. It seems that Lorenzo can’t stay with you today. I really can’t stop him from running to my side.]

Messages from Scarlett kept pouring in.

[Scarlett]: Oh, here is an image for you. It's my ultrasound report. I'm pregnant.]

Anastasia zoomed in on the picture and made out the first line on the report clearly. It read: Embryo of 8 weeks. It is the early signs of miscarriage.

[Scarlett]: I had sex with Lorenzo on the rooftop yesterday, trying every position imaginable. Maybe we went a bit too hard, so the baby has a slight risk of miscarriage. Ouch! It's all his fault. He complained you are as boring as a dead fish and can’t satisfy him.

I had no reason to stay with Lorenzo.

[Scarlett]: Don’t blame me. The doctor asked Lorenzo to sign the consent form and I have no choice but to call him. You know he cares about his baby. I can’t stop him.”

I knew Lorenzo didn’t love me, but I still felt heartbroken. After a while, I took a taxi away from the hospital on my own.

The next morning, I went straight to a law firm, "I would like to commission your firm to draft a divorce agreement for me."

I didn't ask for any assets, and the lawyer was very reliable. In half an hour, I had the complete divorce agreement in hand.

The lawyer told me, "You don’t have to get your husband’s signature immediately. As long as you have been separated for two full years, this divorce agreement will automatically take effect."

Just as I walked out with the divorce agreement, Lorenzo called, "Anastasia, I have to go on a business trip for a few days. Take good care of yourself at home. I will be back next week. I promise I'll cancel all my work to stay with you then."

I let out a heavy sigh. When a lie is told a thousand times, no one believes it anymore. I hardly felt emotional now.

"Okay. I got it. Go ahead."

"Honey, you’re so understanding. Wait for me. I will bring you some freesias when I come back."

"Understanding?" I sniffed, "Lorenzo, don’t you prefer someone who act spoiled and cling to you? Will I be boring?”

Lorenzo paused for a moment. "How could that be? I like you the most. I like you exactly the way you are."

"Lorenzo, will you ever fall in love with another woman?"

"Of course not."

"If you love someone else, I will leave you forever."

Lorenzo chuckled. "Just have a try. I can lock down the airport and the train stations. As long as your name is still Anastasia, I will find you out."

I stressed again, "I'm serious. I can find a way to stay away from you forever."

Lorenzo still laughed, as if he teasing a pet, "Alright, you can run first. I'll give you a three-day head start, and then I'll come find you out. As long as you're still called Anastasia, I can find you. You have no chance to shake me off."

I smirked, “We’ll see.”