---- okay?" Marcus had sworn too many times. His promises sounded cheap now. Ino longer had the strength to cope with it anymore. Taking a deep breath, I reached for my phone to make a call. I only needed to wait a second before Grandpa answered the call. His kind voice drifted through the phone. "My precious granddaughter! Missed me?" My eyes reddened instantly. I did my best to keep my voice from breaking. ''Grandpa, Marcus and I have divorced. Could you get someone to pick me up tomorrow? "Also, cancel all the collaborations our family has with Marcus. I want to break things off with him completely." Grandpa was shocked. After all, he knew I loved Marcus very much. I wanted to marry Marcus, whose family wasn't as ---- wealthy as mine. Grandpa did his best to talk me out of my decision, but I still married Marcus. Grandpa could only help him in secret as a result. Although Marcus' career was booming, our marriage came to an end. Grandpa was happy about the divorce, but he was also upset, knowing that I must have suffered a lot. "My dear Vivian, I'll come and pick you up tomorrow." Half an hour later, I finally reached home. As soon as I entered, I noticed that the living room was packed with my clothes. They were strewn all over the floor. Clearly, someone had tossed them out right away. My heart lurched as I walked toward the walk-in wardrobe. From far away, I could hear Marcus and Rachel giggling inside. "Marcus, not only do I plan on buying lots of clothes for the baby, but I also want to get a ---- variety of shoes. Let's throw Vivian's shoes out, shall we?" Marcus remarked. "Just buy them. Buy whatever you like. As long as you're happy, you can put Vivian's things wherever you like. It's up to you." He sounded doting and gentle. I silently pushed open the door. What used to be my walk-in wardrobe was now cluttered with things for the baby.