My best friend was seething with anger, ready to explode. She immediately sent a voice message to Robin, saying she was mailing him the divorce papers to sign and that she wanted nothing more to do with either of those brainless idiots.
After sending the message, she blocked both of their numbers. The room fell silent again and tears slipped down my cheeks.
I never imagined that after seven years together, this was how he saw me, as an unreasonable woman.
To support his job and his passion, I never once made him worry about anything at home.
We had been living in peace for seven years, but this time, just because Lily was involved, he could throw all the dirt on me without hesitation.
At this point in the relationship, it seemed that there was no other choice except divorce.
Fortunately, during the fire, I quickly covered my nose and mouth with a wet towel, so after a week in the hospital, I was cleared to be discharged.
In those seven days, there was no response from Robin to the divorce agreement my best friend had sent him.
The comment under the official account was deleted by the administrator on the day it was posted. Her account was also blocked by the authorities.
It seemed that this could erase all the things Jacob did to me, but unfortunately the painful memories will never disappear.
Lily's account continued to update daily with her 'heartwarming hospital meals.' Her following grew larger by the day.
I was happy to see it. The higher she floated now, the harder her fall would be when the time came for her to face justice.
After being discharged, I bought a new phone and took my best friend back to my house. Her leg made it hard to move, so she had to wait downstairs.
I confirmed the damage wasn't too severe and could be reported to the police for evidence. I took pictures of the gas pipe that had been cut and the bloodstains left behind the bedroom door from my desperate struggle. We then hailed a taxi to the police station.
On the way, I sent a message to Jacob: [If you don't want to sign the divorce papers, fine. Let's just meet at the civil affairs bureau tomorrow. Don't forget to take Robin with you.]
No sooner had I sent the message than his call came through. I hung up immediately and blocked his number.