Please Let Me Go, Mr Abraham

Faustina Gaskell received the message from Juliana Gaskell , she was choosing a gift for Ableson Abraham's third anniversary.

Unexpectedly, she saw more than a dozen ambiguous photos. Faustina was stunned and her face turned pale.

The protagonists of each photo were Ableson and his twin sister Juliana !

The two were either hugging each other or kissing each other... The only thing in common was that in each photo, Ableson looked at Juliana with a doting look.

Even after being with him silently for three years, he had never looked at her with such eyes.

"Do you know?"

Faustina rubbed her faintly throbbing temple. The scene in the photo was vaguely familiar, but before she could remember, Juliana's next message popped up.

"Sister, this is your wedding room, don't you recognize it?"

"Oh... I almost forgot, except for the wedding night, Ableson seems to have never let you step into this place again, do you know why?"

"Because this wedding room was prepared by Ableson for me. If it weren't for Old Mrs. Abraham's self-willed decision on your wedding day, you would never have the chance to step into this place in your life!" Every word of

Juliana was like a thorn piercing deep into Faustina 's heart, and her hands trembled slightly unconsciously.

She held the phone tightly and typed a line of words slowly.

" Julia , stop sending me these photos. You and Ableson are a thing of the past."

"Haha, do you think we are really a thing of the past?"

"I have been back home for two months. Has

Ableson not been home in these two months?" "When he is not home, he comes to this wedding room to meet me every day after work. Do you know what he said about you in bed? He said you are boring and no different from an inflatable doll ."

"If I were you, I would have found a piece of tofu to kill myself if you are such a failure as a woman!"

"While Ableson still cares about the old relationship, I advise you to withdraw on your own initiative, otherwise you will be embarrassed in the end!"

...

Faustina didn't know how she got back home until she heard the sound of the fingerprint lock being locked at the door. When

Ableson opened the door, he saw Faustina sitting on the floor in the entrance hall.

He frowned subconsciously, and his eyes were full of displeasure.

"What are you doing sitting here?"

Faustina looked up at him, and his handsome face came into her eyes, still making her heart beat.

She wanted to find even a trace of love in his eyes, but there was nothing but impatience and displeasure.

He had been looking at her with this look for the past three years, but when she found that he could also look at other women so tenderly, her heart felt like it was cut open, and the pain was unbearable.

She slowly stood up and looked straight at Ableson .

" Why did you hide the news of

Juliana's return from me?" Ableson's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he said indifferently: "You and Juliana don't have a good relationship, there is no need to tell you."

Faustina smiled. Was it unnecessary, or was he afraid that he and Juliana 's affair would be discovered by her?

She closed her eyes and spoke word by word: " Ableson , if you really regarded me as your wife, you wouldn't have been hanging around with Juliana in our wedding room!"

Ableson 's face changed, "How do you know?"

"How should I know? You should ask Juliana ! I also want to know how she, a mistress, has the nerve to post those photos to disgust me!"

" Faustina !"

Ableson's face was full of anger, and his cold eyes were like sharp arrows falling on her.

In his opinion, Juliana was simple in character, would not do anything to hurt others, and would never provoke Faustina . "

Juliana and I are not as bad as you say. She is just staying here, and Juliana would never send you any photos!"

Faustina was hurt by his look, and her eyes turned red instantly. "Stay here? Do you think I'm a fool? And you said she would never send me photos, so you mean I slandered her?"

"You may not do that to others, but you have never liked Juliana . You have done similar things before."

Faustina pursed his lips and suddenly felt a little ridiculous. He didn't even ask the whole story, but subconsciously stood on Juliana's side.

No wonder Juliana dared to send her those photos openly.

It was probably because she had already calculated that Ableson would stand on her side.

She closed her eyes tiredly and said lightly: "Whatever you say, just think of it as me slandering her."

Ableson's eyes flashed with anger, and he said coldly: " Juliana doesn't owe you anything, don't let me hear such words from you again!"

She didn't do anything to Juliana , but he protected her. If she really did something to Juliana , Ableson would probably not let her go.

Faustina smiled self-deprecatingly, " Ableson , in the three years of marriage, have you ever liked me, even a little bit?"

Ableson's cold eyes fell on her face, "Since I married you, I will take care of you for the rest of your life."

If you don't want to answer, it means you have never liked me...

Faustina chuckled, turned away because she didn't want him to see the tears on her face, and said with a dead heart: "Let's get a divorce."

She persisted for three years, thinking that her sincerity would be exchanged for his love, but in the end she was just deceiving herself.

Now, she should wake up.

Ableson frowned, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, " Faustina , don't be unreasonable!"

Faustina didn't expect that her behavior was just unreasonable in his eyes.

She raised the back of her hand to wipe her tears, looked at Ableson and said seriously: "I'm not making trouble with you. I will let the lawyer draft the divorce agreement. I don't want any of your property!"

She didn't bring anything with her when she married him. Now that she was getting divorced, she didn't want him to think that she was thinking about his property.

The moment the voice fell, Ableson 's face became extremely ugly, and a cold breath emanated from his body.

" Faustina , I'm very busy and don't have time to argue with you. I will pretend that I didn't hear what you said today. Let's talk when you calm down!"

After saying that, Ableson left without any nostalgia.

He was like this every time they quarreled before, and he would directly go into a cold war with Faustina until Faustina gave in to him.

After deciding to let go, Faustina realized that she was so humble before, so humble that he didn't even want to coax her.

But it won't happen again.

The next morning, Faustina asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement.

When printing it, the lawyer couldn't help but persuade her.

" Mrs. Abraham , the current market value of Abraham Company is hundreds of billions. You have been with Mr. Abraham for three years, and you have been wronged to keep your marriage secret. Even if you ask Mr. Abraham for a few hundred million, it's not too much."

Faustina smiled bitterly, "No, I just want to divorce him as soon as possible."

Seeing this, the lawyer couldn't persuade her anymore. After handing the divorce agreement to Faustina , he left.

Turning to the last page of the divorce agreement, Faustina signed her name without any hesitation, took off the ring on her hand and put it on the divorce agreement, got up and went upstairs to pack up.

In less than an hour, Faustina had packed up. She didn't have much stuff, and she wouldn't want what Ableson bought for her, so she packed it in one suitcase.

Finally, taking a look at the villa where she had lived for three years, Faustina didn't have any nostalgia in her eyes. Things that didn't belong to her were useless no matter how hard she tried.

It took her three years to understand this truth.

But it's not too late.

She turned and walked out of the villa. A red Lamborghini was already parked at the door.

Seeing her coming out, he honked the horn. After

Faustina put away her luggage, she opened the passenger door and got in.

A hot and fair-skinned woman sat in the driver's seat.

She was wearing a big pair of sunglasses that almost covered most of her face, making her face look more delicate and petite. After

Faustina sat down, Keith Wat raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you really decided?"