After a brief pause, Anastasia said, "Fine. Tomorrow morning, have him meet me at City Hall. Once the Skycrest Corporation's shares are transferred, we'll get divorced." Claire hadn't expected such swift agreement. "Anna, are you really going to go through with this?" No one understood Anastasia's longing for a family better than Claire. The woman who had once treated marriage as something sacred was now behaving so carelessly. Claire cursed inwardly. It's all that jerk Sebastian's fault-he's hurting Anna so deeply! "It's just a formality." Anastasia said softly. "I've already found a buyer for the villa, and once the company is sold, Sebastian will be nothing to me." It was clear she had resolved to start anew. Claire, as her friend, chose to respect her decision. "Why not meet my cousin for dinner tonight, first? That way, you won't mistake someone at City Hall tomorrow, Claire suggested. Anastasia considered it and agreed. "Good idea." "Where are you? I hear bells." At an abbey," Anastasia replied. 'An abbey? What are you doing there?" Anastasia had suffered a streak of misfortune-Sebastian's betrayal, acute gastritis from seafood, and a subsequent hospital stay. Feeling restless, she wandered. Passing the mountain's base, she overheard people praise the abbey's effectiveness and decided to investigate. A guardian at the gate smiled at her. "Miss, are you here to pray for love or children?" Anastasia paused. Her relationship had just ended, and children were the last thing on her mind. "Neither, she said thoughtfully. "I just... want peace. Is that acceptable?" Several women nearby immediately turned to stare at her, clearly judging her. Anastasia was puzzled, unsure why. A teenage attendant leaned close and whispered, 'Elevare Abbey is devoted to the God of Love and the Goddess of Fertility Anastasia, realizing she had little choice, said, "Alright, then I'll pray for love." Suddenly, a startled cry came from nearby. Turning, Anastasia saw an elderly woman with gray hair on the ground, her face contorted in pain. She seemed to have injured her back while decorating the love tree at the entrance. Gemma groaned, and her maid, Zelda, frantically tried to help her. 2/3 2:06 pm D Chapter 15 (Have to Get Married Anastasia stepped forward to assist. "We should call an ambulance!" Zelda panicked. * Pearin The abbey's remote mountain location made ambulance access difficult. Plus, pilgrims were expected to ascend on foot to show devotion. "I know a bit about therapy," Anastasia said. "I can try massaging the area to relax the muscles." Zelda's relief was palpable. "Thank you so much, miss!" Anastasia's movements were precise-skills she had learned from her second brother, who had been exceptionally gentle and talented. He had tragically died in a car accident in his early twenties while studying medicine, specializing in traditional therapy. 19 M 3/3 2:07 pm DDDD. The Rose Who Chose His Rival Over Him