It all started that morning when you accidentally found a divorce document.

and tonight, when Eiser just walked into your study, you immediately hugged him. Ask about the divorce papers.

“Are you serious about the divorce papers?” you asked, your voice trembling while your hands are more and more tightly hugging his muscular body clad in the suit.

“Yes.” that short reply in an indifferent tone makes you sick.

You know that from the beginning it was all just a contract, a mutualism contract between him and your grandmother, in which he helped your grandmother's nearly bankrupt company. For four years you were married in a cold relationship, until you finally dared to open your heart, but it turned out that he and your grandmother had already planned this divorce.

and he's always the same. Calm and cold, that's what Eiser is. He said it lightly as if the whole thing wasn't a big deal.