Chapter 47


    Love Coming from the Least Expected Chapter 47


    We had been married for two years, yet all that was left were the looks of disdain and ridicule in his eyes.


    As I leafed through the papers, I came across the section where he listed down the reason for divorce. It


    was reported that I had engaged in multiple adulteries with different men during our marriage. There


    were also photographs attached to the report, including pictures of Benjamin and Zachary. I was very


    close to losing my mind when I saw all the attached pictures.


    I couldn’t believe how he could pen down such tant hypocrisy in the form of an usation. I let out a


    wry, derisiveugh. “Lyle Smith, you’re such a shameless bastard! When you were busy twisting the


    stories in this paper, have you forgotten about your affair with Bianca Lewis?”


    “Don’t try to deny all of it, Yvonne. Just save your nonsense and sign the paper. We’ll be done then,”


    urged Lyle.


    “I can’t believe you would go to such length for Crystal. Do you think you can justy all the me on me


    so that you can walk out of this being the nobler one?” My chest was burning with rage.


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    By this point, all my remaining sanity had flown out of the window. “To hell with this paper! I won’t sign


    this piece of crap. Do whatever you want with Crystal, but she will always remain a mistress!” I cried at


    the top of my lungs.


    His expression darkened in the next instant, and before I knew it, he pped me across the face. “Didn’t


    you marry me because of money? If this is one of your dirty tricks to extort money from me, you can


    keep dreaming because I won’t give you a cent! What are you going to do about it, huh?”


    I put a hand over my burning cheek and stared hard at him. “Come at me if you have any real evidence


    of me having an affair. Otherwise, I’ll expose the video recording of Bianca to the public. Let’s see if


    Crystal will still want to marry you after that.”


    Lyle’s expression was a lot more intimidating now that he was feeling truly threatened. Another p


    landed loudly on my face. “B*tch! If you don’t sign the papers today, I’ll have you begging for me to sign it


    in the future!”


    He then flew into a rage and pushed me onto the floor beforending more punches on my head and


    trying to tear away my clothes. My head started to spin as I realized this was the first time Lyle had


    escted his violence toward me.


    But I no longer feared him. At that moment, I felt nothing but a zing rage as the man tried to force


    himself upon me. There was no way I would let him have a physical rtionship with me as I only felt


    repulsed and sickened by him.


    I was still struggling to free myself from him when my hand reached an ashtray on the coffee table and


    struck his head with full force. The ss ashtray fell onto the floor, shattering into pieces. Blood started


    to trickle down from his forehead as he looked at me in stun.


    I took the opportunity to push him over and ran toward the couch. I picked up a vase behind the couch


    and gestured to throw it over if he dared make another move in my direction. Lyle still appeared


    dumbfounded. He looked at me with an inexplicable glint in his eyes.


    I recognized that look. In the past, he had that exact look on his face every time he attempted to soften


    up after he blew a fuse. But this time, I wasn’t going to let that stop me from getting away. I slowly took a


    few steps back until I reached the door. When I finally did, I turned and ran for my life.


    The only thing I should feel thankful for was that I was wearing some old sportswear. I had changed into


    them to clean the house before Lyle got back, and they were thankfully still in one piece after I was


    tackled by him.


    Honestly, I wanted to divorce Lyle more than anything. This marriage had left me with nothing but despair


    and sorrow. However, he shouldn’t have tried to upy the moral high ground and smear my name with


    false usations.


    At that moment, I came to a painful realization. Our rtionship was already broken to a point where we


    wouldn’t be able to end the marriage on amicable terms. I couldn’t help but contemte if I had ever


    understood him as I once thought I had.