There were flowers and wine on this candlelit dinner.

Zoe sat at the table, rubbing her hands and fidgeting, while she was envisioning what look Lucas would have on his face when he returned later and saw everything she had carefully prepared...

When the sound of the key in the lock broke the silence, Zoe's face flushed with excitement as she trotted over to the door, assuming it was Lucas.

"Lucas..." she opened the door and felt like a bucket of icy water poured down on her head when she saw two people kissing passionately in the doorway, and her pounding heart got frozen in an instance!

Her body was stiffened as she watched the two people being lost in their hot kisses, and her pale lips were shivering. She was incapable of uttering any words.

The candlelight flickering behind her, and the scent of the wine became a great irony to her.

Lucas seemed to finally realize that there was someone in the house. His drunken, affectionate eyes looked through Zoe and scanned the situation behind her, then he let out a snort,

He gave a kiss on the sexy woman in his arms, and said softly, "So much for today, babe. I'll see you around."

With her heart feeling throbbed again, she coldly watched the two people reluctantly kissing goodbye through the tears held in her eyes, and after another wet kiss, Lucas sent the beauty away with alcohol on his breath and stumbled back in.

He walked straight to the table, sneered over the love cake and the red candles, picked up a glass of water from the table, and slowly poured it over the candle flame.

The water was like a bucket of cold water poured on Zoe's heart, which doused the flimsy hope left in her heart for this man thoroughly.

All the loving air and romance were dissipated in the dim, soft light. Lucas abruptly flipped the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down in a careless manner with some snippy violence looming between his eyebrows which gradually twisted his otherwise handsome face.

He looked at Zoe who was standing still at the door, and flew into a tantrum which came out of the blue, "Come and please me."

Zoe didn't move. Lucas looked at her with the same aversion and impatience as ever, "Zoe, I said, come and please me!"

Zoe shuddered, "Lucas, don't cross the line..."

"Isn't that what you want? You went to such great lengths to ruin my relationship with Sophia. You married me, threw yourself at me, and make such a mess every year. Isn't sleeping with me all you've been aiming at? I'll just go with it."

He spoke as if she were something dirty.

Zoe knew he hated her, but his hatred never got any less even after the three whole years of marriage life, from the beginning when he treated her like air to nowadays' occasional insults. She hadn't seen that coming. She thought she could persist in this forever, but at this moment, she felt exhausted.

She was too tired to explain any more about Sophia. She had explained it a million times which all ended in futility. He assumed Sophia married someone else because of her interference whatsoever.

Her biggest mistake was replacing Sophia to marry him for their families.

She looked at this man, whom she'd been loving deeply for three whole years, and said peacefully, "Let's divorce, Lucas."

Lucas was stunned, "What did you say?"

Zoe clenched her fists on both sides, "I'm saying that if we can't get along with each other, let's divorce. Set each other free."

Lucas' eyes twitched. Looking at Zoe's indifferent face, he was choked by the wrath in his chest, then he sneered, "I'd love to. Get out of here."

Zoe got her things briefly packed up. When she walked out of the villa, Lucas was still sitting in that chair, his face gloomy. He was staring at her back as if he wanted to jump on her and strangle her.