Chapter 2
Chapter 2
When we were leaving, my girlfriends complained to me.
“We thought you’d ghosted us for some guy.”
“Don’t ever do that again-men are trash. Sisters come first!”
I nodded.
From now on, if you’re meeting up and I’m free? I’m there.”
After Caspian and I got together, I’d made him my entire world.
Work. Life. Everything revolved around him.
I’d lost my circle. My friends.
Looking back now, it was such a stupid choice.
glanced at my phone. Caspian had returned the money.
When I got home, it was already 3 a.m.
And there Caspian was-sitting on the couch.
For a second, I thought I was seeing things.
Seeing me drunk, Caspian didn’t come to help me.
nstead, he looked at me in disappoint.
Thessaly. Seriously? If you’re jealous, just say it.”
A married woman getting drunk THIS late. What’s wrong with you?”
My head was spinning. I leaned against the wall, barely made it to the couch.
le wrinkled his nose at the smell of alcohol.
I told you I don’t like those friends of yours! And you went out with them anyway?”
Isolde and I broke up years ago. If I wanted to be with her, why would I have married you?”
You really didn’t have to drink yourself stupid over her.”
pressed my fingers to my temple.
You’re overthinking. I just had a good time with my friends. That’s it.”
His voice got louder.
“Enough. I’m giving you an out here. What more do you want?”
“Don’t push me. I’m not a saint. I can’t always keep enduring you!”
My head was pounding. His voice made it worse.
I rubbed my temples.
09:32
Chapter 2
“Are you done? I need to sleep.
He took a deep breath, forcing his anger back and trying to help me up.
I stepped back, stumbled into the guest room alone. Locked the door.
Completely ignoring Caspian knocking outside.
It was the most peaceful sleep I had had in a long time.
When I woke up, he was on the couch again. Silent. Face dark.
I knew he was pissed.
But I didn’t go to comfort him. After washing up, I left the house.
I went to my dance company and submitted my resignation.
I’d only stayed here because it was close to home. Close to him.
But now, didn’t need that anymore.
My instructor tried to talk me out of it, yet I firmly refused.
Last week, I’d heard back from the Bolshoi Ballet.
They’d offered me my dream position.
The one I’d turned down years ago for Caspian.
Fortunately, it wasn’t too late to chase my dream now.
After resigning. I called my girlfriends to share the good news.
They were ALL thrilled for me.
Then one of them went quiet.
“What about Caspian? Does he know you’re going abroad?”
I chuckled.
“No. And I don’t need his permission. Because this time? I’m going alone.”
I spent the rest of the day gathering documents for my visa.
My parents were divorced. In Manhattan, besides the friends I grew up with, I only had Caspian.
I used to think that wherever he was, that was home.
But I don’t have a home anymore.
When I got back home, Caspian was about to go out.
Sharp suit, dark green tie-that gave him a very commanding presence.
He was holding a birthday cake.
I understood immediately.
09-32
April Fools” “Surpelen” – My Husband’s Blooring Me for flie “Duro” Cist
Chapter 2
Today was Isolde’s birthday
Caspian was going to celebrate with her.
He was on the phone, speaking gently.
Stop trying to guess! If I tell you the gift now, it’s not a surprise anymore. Just wait for me. okay?”
She said something. Caspian burst into laughter
I couldn’t even remember the last time he’d smiled at me like that.
Then he saw me, and the smile vanished.
Caspian was always willing to fulfill every request from Isolde, yet too stingy to even give me a smile.
He changed his shoes quickly and left without a word.
I knew what this was-the silent treatment again.
We’d done this before, and every time, it was because of Isolde.
I’d scramble to fix it.
Text him. Apologize. Beg for a response.
Even when he ignored me completely.
But this time?
I just pulled up a recipe for coq au vin and started practicing.
Time to get used to cooking Russia food.
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