Chapter 2 You are my nightmare

At about nine o'clock the next morning, Edward and Kristen went downstairs to the gate of the community. While waiting for a taxi by the roadside, Edward gave his last chance.

"Do you want to think about it again?" However, Kristen didn't look at him, "No." After refusing, the phone rang in the new bag. Looking at the logo on the back of the phone, it looked like HUAWEI Mate Xs.

Kristen glanced at the name displayed on the screen and moved to the side, answering the phone with an endless soft voice. Once, this gentle voice only belonged to Edward, but now it had belonged to another man on the other side of the phone.

Now that it was over. Edward said nothing more and reached out to stop the passing taxi. Opening the rear door, he signaled that Kristen, who had ended the call, got in the car. He behaved like a gentleman when he met Kristen, and he still behaved like a gentleman when he was destined. But... Kristen who came to the car gave him a glance, with both pity and disdain in her eyes, and even some sarcasm.

"Look, last year we took a taxi to register when we got married, and we still took a taxi when we got divorced this year. That's why we got divorced." After Kristen got in the car, Edward closed the door and came to the front passenger seat.

Apart from telling the destination to the driver, he never spoke again. The taxi drove to the Civil Affairs Bureau in silence. At the divorce registration window of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the registrar motioned for Edward and Kristen to sit down and asked for various procedures. While checking the procedures, the registrar asked: "How do you divide the joint property of the husband and wife, have you agreed?"

Kristen happily replied: "There is no property, the house is rented, and we haven’t a car. There are some other things for clothes and cosmetics that he bought, and I can return them to him. There are hundreds of dollars in bank deposits, which can be also left to him." It sounded very generous, but more like a kind of charity, and her goal was only for divorce.

The registrar also routinely asked some other questions. After confirming that both parties agreed to the divorce and no other issues, the divorce certificate was stamped and finally handed to Edward and Kristen.

It was troublesome to get married, more than half an hour. The divorce was quick, and it ended in less than five minutes. After leaving the service hall, the two walked side by side to the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Edward took a deep breath and smiled, then reached out his right hand to Kristen. "Can we also be friends, right?" Kristen stuffed the divorce certificate into his bag, but she didn’t shake hands with Edward.

"I'm sorry, I think I still don't want to be friends with you, because it reminds me of the past that I can't bear to look back. Your existence is a mistake in my life. You are only a nightmare for me. I woke up today and I’m easy now."

Was he a nightmare? This evaluation made Kristen's residual image in Edward's heart completely be reduced to ash. Just as Edward retracted his right hand, there was a sudden engine roaring from far and near.

An Audi Q8 stopped abruptly by the roadside. At the next moment, the door opened, and a pock-marked face with smile came down from the car with a limp. Edward knew that he was the son of his company's vice president, named John Smith, and had been 30 years old this year.

A few years ago he was involved in a car accident, which resulted in his legs not being the same length. And due to the ugly face and medium height, he was still unmarried. John came straight to Edward after getting off the car, and even extended his arms to embrace Edward, looking very enthusiastic.

Then he took Edward's hand again, his face filled with pride. "Thank you, thank you for taking care of my wife this year, thank you! You can rest assured, I will be good to Kristen, not letting her cram onto a bus and cook."

"I will do my best to give her the best, I will give her a new and happy life, you can rest assured!" This was not like gratitude, it was more like a show of ridicule mixed with sarcasm. Edward ignored him, just turned to Kristen with inquiry. He thought that Kristen would at least found someone younger, handsomer, and richer than him. But Kristen only consider the money.

"him?" When Edward asked the words out, Kristen looked a little embarrassed and her face turned red. But then she shouted loudly: "Yes, because of John. John loves me and can give me a better life. I am not a fool, I can't give up a candle light dinner to eat your cold and even rancid meal!" Perhaps only by shouting out loud would she hide the shame in her heart.

Edward didn't want to say anything, but John Smith continued. "Brother, do you love Kristen, don't you? You're doing something right. Powerful men must learn to hold the woman he loves like me. Powerless men need to learn to let it go, such as you. let your woman go if you don’t have the ability to take care of her."

Stepping forward, John patted Edward's shoulder with pride. "You did a good choice, great!" Edward looked back at Kristen. "You actually chose this terrible man! It really disappoints me."

These words immediately hurt Kristen’s pride. She became angry and shouted, like a shrew on the street, "Why do you scold my boyfriend? He drives Audi, and you? Just have two legs! He earns hundred thousands yuan every month. His father is the vice president of the company." "How about you? you take away food during the day and night, and it only adds up to a few thousand yuan a month. Parents perhaps live in a poor mountain ditch, and even dare not show them when we get married. Are you afraid that they will reveal that your bones are rustic?!""You're a poor bastard!"

After scolding, Kristen took John's arm and called him ‘husband’ deliberately. John smiled as usual, "Kristen, how can you say he is a poor bastard, although this is true." they echoed each other, and it really looked like a pair of insolent slut!

However, just as they walked towards the Audi Q8, there was a sudden roar in the distance. The next moment, a huge George Patton appeared. The car didn't brake, easily rolling on the Audi Q8 that Kristen was proud of. And then, it was rolled into a discus. The original handsome sports car seemed to be a toad at this time. John and Kristen, who were standing not far away, were shocked.

The George Patton chariot, a super-large off-road vehicle, was almost six meters long and weighed three and a half tons. With the powerful power of 6.7L twin-turbocharged, this big guy with a price of about 4 million is a steel monster.

After repeated crushing, the George Patton chariot stopped by the side. the door was opened and the delicate legs wrapped in black stockings stretched out. Immediately, there were small white hands holding silver crystal high-heeled shoes which were set on the pair of exquisite little feet later. And then a long-haired girl with sunglasses covering most of her face got out of the car.

She wore a light blue tube dress, which was covered with a thin layer of black lace. Through the black lace under the sexy collarbone, it can still see the delicate fair skin inside. John was still angry about which guy crushed his car like this, but when he saw the hot girl coming down from the car, his eyes ogled her and swallowed.

It was a pity that the girl wearing big sunglasses ignored him after getting out of the car, and walked directly to Edward. Near and around Edward, she took off her sunglasses to reveal that beautiful face.

Although she did not apply makeup, her skin was still tender like a baby's palm. Stretching out the white jade-like arm, she hugged Edward, and even screwed up her pink mouth to kiss. Feeling the gentle squeeze in front of him, Edward was very speechless, "Emma, you are not a little girl, can’t you forget to reserve."

The half-sister Emma didn't care about this, and forced a kiss on Edward's cheek. Afterwards, Emma walked to John and Kristen and looked at the two, with chilling in her beautiful eyes, and said: "Kristen Watson, my brother sent me your wedding photo, I can recognize you, but the lame next to you is... He is the next husband you are looking for? Do you think my brother is a poor and terrible guy and is unable to give you happiness? Do you think that those who drive Audi Q8 are rich people? Silly woman, wait for me to let you know what it means to be rich! Let you know what you have lost!"