Vicky sighed a breath of relief. â Alright, tomorrow then. Are we coming in the morning or-â
Before she could finish, Tyler hung up on her.
She stared at her phone and thought, âI guess Iâll ask him about it when he comes home tonight.â
Though Tyler indeed returned home that night, he arrived so late during the night that Vicky was
already asleep.
The next day, Tyler left before she woke up, and Vicky was left with no choice but to text him.
(What time are you free today?]
She sat in a cafe across from the Civil Administration office and waited for the entire morning, but there
was no response from Tyler.
After having her lunch, Vicky gave him a call.
While Tyler answered her call the day before and said a few words to her as well, he completely
ignored her calls at the moment. 1
At three in the afternoon, Vicky scowled as she stared at her phone.
The office hour was almost over, and she picked up her phone to call Tyler again.
âThe number you are calling cannot be reached at the moment. Please try again later.â
The call had been directly transferred to the answering machine.
Vickyâs breath caught in her throat in disbelief.
âDid he turn off his phone? Is this all a coincidence, or is he doing this on purpose?1
Unwilling to give up, Vicky remained in the cafe to wait, but Tyler was nowhere to be seen up until the
moment the Civil Administration office closed down.
Vicky was usually rather tolerant, but she was furious that Tyler shamelessly avoided going through the
procedures once again.
After dinner, she decided to confront Tyler and ask him about what he intended to do.
To not fall asleep, Vicky drank a few cups of coffee, but despite staying up all night to wait for him, he
did not even return home.
The next day, Vicky headed out early in the morning, but instead of going to the Civil Administration
office, she went straight to Hart Corporation.
Tyler might not return home, but he would always show up to work.
She arrived early, so the office was empty.
After unlocking the door with her fingerprint, she entered Tylerâs office where there was not a soul to be
seen.
She sat on the couch and waited patiently.
The door pushed open at around eight, and she straightened her back as she stared at the door.
Tyler strode in elegantly and stilled as soon as he entered the room.
He turned around and spotted Vicky on the couch. He lifted an eyebrow but did not seem overly
surprised. âWhy are you here so early?â
She stared into his eyes. âWhy didnât you pick up on any of my calls and shut your phone off?â
Tyler walked over to the desk and switched on the laptop on it. âI was in a meeting the whole day
yesterday and left my phone here. By the time my meeting ended, my phone ran out of battery.â
âAre you sure thatâs what happened, or did you ignore my calls on purpose? â Vicky stared at him
suspiciously.
âWhy would I do that?â
âBecause you donât want a divorce-â
He interrupted her, âWhy would I sign the agreement if I donât want a divorce?â
â⦠Why didnât you come by the Civil Administration office yesterday, then?â