My CEO HUSBAND sign the divorce novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65: Breakdown

My heart felt hollow, like something inside me had been drained completely. I didn’t have the energy to feel anything anymore—it was like a phone running out of battery, slowly shutting down.

For two years, I had convinced myself that Alexander cared about me.

Now... every time I looked at him, all I could see was her.

I wanted to ask him—if he cared so much about Lilian, why let her go? Why agree to marry me?

"Your hand..." His voice softened slightly. "What happened?"

I opened my eyes slightly. His gaze had fallen on the back of my hand, now red and swollen.

"I burned it while eating," I replied indifferently.

"Why didn’t you treat it?" His tone sharpened. "Jim, turn around. We’re going to the hospital."

I glanced at him. There was unmistakable concern in his eyes.

But instead of warmth, it only stirred bitterness within me.

I pulled my hand away.

"No need. It’s nothing serious."

In the past, his concern would have melted me.

Now, it only made me want to laugh.

He really was a good actor... keeping up the performance for two whole years.

"Alicia," he said, his voice firm, "you can be upset, but don’t joke about your health."

"I’m not upset," I replied flatly. "And I’m not joking."

I closed my eyes again, resting my head against the seat.

Silence fell once more, heavier than before.

I could feel his gaze on me.

When he spoke again, his voice was quieter—tinged with something close to helplessness.

"Alicia... do you have to be like this?"

I opened one eye slightly, raising a brow.

"Like what?"

My lips curved faintly, but there was no warmth in it.

"I just don’t want your concern," I said. "You don’t have to keep pretending to be a good husband."

His expression darkened instantly.

"Alicia, what exactly are you implying?"

I turned my head slightly, finally looking at him.

"Do you really not understand?" I asked coldly. "Or are you pretending not to?"

His jaw tightened.

"Are you accusing me of something?" His voice grew sharper, edged with irritation.

"What haven’t you done?" I asked, a faint, hollow smile on my lips. "Do you even remember our wedding anniversary?"

Alexander paused for a brief moment before answering, "September 25."

"Then tell me," I continued quietly, "why are you always so distant... so unhappy on that day?"

He didn’t respond.

I let out a soft laugh, though there was no trace of amusement in it. "I only just found out... September 25 is Lilian’s birthday." My voice trembled slightly. "You must care about her deeply, don’t you? Even our anniversary is tied to her."

The words felt like knives in my chest, tightening around my throat. I blinked rapidly, trying to hold back the tears threatening to fall.

"And every July," I went on, my voice steadier than I felt, "you disappear for weeks on so-called business trips. What are you really going for?"

The car fell into suffocating silence.

Even Jim seemed to hold his breath.

Alexander said nothing.

A bitter laugh slipped from my lips. "Why so quiet now?"

Still nothing.

He didn’t even try to deny it.

"Is it guilt?" I asked softly. "Or are you just afraid to admit the truth?"

My voice cracked despite my efforts to stay composed.

"If you loved her that much... why didn’t you wait for her?" I whispered. "Why did you agree to marry me in the first place?" My hands trembled in my lap. "Why humiliate me like this?"

The tears I had been holding back finally spilled over, sliding down my cheeks as my body shook faintly.

I hadn’t cried in front of anyone since my father died.

I was soft—too soft. Insecure. Sensitive.

But I had learned to bury all of that beneath a calm, unyielding exterior.

I was just an ordinary girl who, by chance, found herself in the Blackwood family.a place where every step had to be measured, every word carefully chosen. Most people there looked down on me.

Aside from Nana... and a few others... only Uncle Steve had ever shown me genuine warmth.

As for Alexander...

Before our marriage, he was distant.

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