"Are you coming home for dinner?"

Gu Mengxi thought for a long time, and every word in the text message was constantly modified. Finally, she sent only one sentence to Qi Yize.

After sending the message, Gu Mengxi entered the kitchen and began to prepare dinner.

She had delicate facial features, and her long hair was casually placed in front of her chest.

She pulled back her long hair, revealing a sign of loneliness on her face. 

Today was the third anniversary of her marriage to Qi Yize.

However, anniversaries were useless. He never looked at her.

This marriage was like a pool of stagnant water. No matter how she made a fuss, there would not be any ripples.

In fact, every time she invited him home for dinner, he would never come home.

Gu Mengxi was like a clown in a one-man show. While she was directing and acting, she also had to find various excuses for Qi Yize to comfort herself.

"Ding..."

It was a message notification.

Before Gu Mengxi could put down the hot water bottle, she rushed into the living room and excitedly picked up her mobile phone to read the text message.

When she saw the content of the text message, her smile froze on her face.

"The divorce agreement is in the study. Sign it. I'll come back to get it later."

Her heart skipped a beat. Her grip loosened, and the hot water bottle hit the ground and broke. The boiling hot water splashed all over her body and burned her feet.

"Ah!!!"

Tears fell down her face. She was not sure whether she was hurt by the pain or by the sudden news.

Over the past three years, Qi Yize had never touched her. It wasn't that she hadn't thought they would divorce, but...

She hugged her thin body and burst into tears.

She did not stop crying until the doorbell rang.

"He's here." She walked with a limp to open the door. She smiled sweetly at the tall, handsome man in a black suit in front of her. "You're back."

Qi Yize didn't even look at her. He changed his shoes and sat down on the sofa, ignoring her swollen eyes and burned right foot.

Just as he was about to talk about the divorce agreement, he heard her feigned cheerful voice. "Let's eat first. If anything, let's talk about it after we finish eating."

Qi Yize was silent for a moment, and then casually replied with a 'hmm'.

It's the last meal, anyway. Let her be.

Gu Mengxi stared at his back and felt like crying again. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands, walked back to the kitchen, brought out the last dish, and gently called him over for dinner.

The delicious dishes on the table showed how much effort she had put in preparing. However, when Qi Yize sat down, he did not even say a word of compliment.

Gu Mengxi served him a bowl of rice and soup. She said, "Have a try."

Qi Yize took a sip of the soup and nodded.

Gu Mengxi had been looking at him with a smile and constantly serving him food, but her heart was aching so badly. She hoped that this meal could finish slower, but she also hoped that this painful dinner would pass by quickly, because she was almost suffocated by the pain and could not continue to smile anymore.

He only ate a few dishes nearer to him, and every move of his revealed an unconcealable perfunctoriness. 

"He probably just wants to finish his meal and get a divorce as soon as possible..." Gu Mengxi thought bitterly.

The pain in her feet did not reduce at all, and the burning nerves sent waves of intense pain to her brain. Gu Mengxi felt everything was tasteless, and she could only feel that her whole body was in unbearable pain from inside to outside. She couldn't help but shed tears.

When her tears fell, she subconsciously looked up at Qi Yize on the opposite side with panic. Coincidentally, she saw his cold eyes moving away without any emotions, as if he had not seen her crying at all.

It was as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She clenched her chopsticks tightly and used all of her strength to suppress the sobs that welled up in her throat.

She should have gotten used to his disinterest, right?

For the past three years, he had never taken care of her, whether when she was afraid of staying alone in the villa or needed to be sent to the hospital because of a fever.

This was Qi Yize, her nominal husband.

After the meal, Gu Mengxi cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks. Then she walked away quickly into the kitchen, but his cold voice inevitably came into her ears. "Have you signed the document?"