Darren Frazier, the heir of the Frazier family, had always hated me since we were young, but he couldn’t change the fact that we were destined to get married. As a protest, he left me at our wedding to go play racing. After getting married, he spared no effort to do ridiculous things. As a result, I became a joke in the circle, and Darren enjoyed it. He said to me, “You brought this trouble upon yourself. Deal with it.” Everyone, even Darren himself, thought that I would always be tied to him. On our fifth anniversary, I gave him a divorce agreement. I laughed with relief. “Finally, I can get rid of you.” That night, Darren lost it and smashed our house with his bare hands.
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