Chapter 2
Bertha woke up the next afternoon. Windy is sitting in a chair, working on her computer. When Windy saw that Bertha was awake, she closed the computer and placed it on the table.
Windy sat on the edge of the bed and said. "Fever, injured legs and knees. All caused by people from Tibble's family, right?"
Bertha pressed her hand to her temple, remembering what happened yesterday.
"Bertha, what's so good about Derek, why do you love him despite your injury? I called him and said you were at the hospital. I told him to come here but he didn't answer but also disconnected my call." Windy was angry when he thought of Derek, that man was a beast in a human shell.
Bertha still said nothing. She sat still on the bed, crying non-stop. She didn't cry because she was beaten or injured, she cried because the person she called her husband was so cruel. Hearing Windy's words, she cried even harder.
"I warned you. Derek isn't as good as you think." Windy said.
But Bertha didn't listen to Windy, and still decided to marry Derek to accept his coldness.
She was wrong. She couldn't warm Derek's heart. In his heart, there is only Laura. Bertha is like a puppet in Tibble's family, letting others joke and scold her. Laura always told her she was stupid. Yes. She is the stupidest person in the world for loving someone who doesn't love her.
"Bertha, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." Windy gave Bertha a tissue, trying to comfort her. "Maybe Derek was busy so he..."
Bertha interrupted. "He won't come. He'll never come again." She wiped her tears with a tissue.
"What do you mean?" Windy frowned.
"We will divorce."
Windy was surprised, and then she comforted Bertha. "Okay, let's not talk about this. You're discharged from the hospital and we'll go out to eat together. I'll invite a few more friends. It's been a while since we went out to eat together."
Bertha just smiled slightly then got out of bed and walked to the window.
Windy looked at Bertha's slender back. She shook her head and sighed bitterly. She doesn't understand why Bertha is so determined to marry Derek. Is it because Bertha loves him so much?
Bertha was discharged from the hospital and temporarily stayed at Windy's house. While Bertha was bathing, Windy was cooking. When she came out of the bathroom, she saw Windy arranging food on the table.
Bertha entered the dining room.
Windy pulled out a chair for Bertha, forcing her to sit down. "These are all foods you like. Eat a lot. You look a bit skinny."
"Thank you, Windy. That's very kind of you." Bertha smiled. “After eating, I will prepare a divorce petition." She tried to speak in a cheerful voice.
“I'll help you,” Windy said.
Bertha smiled brightly and nodded.
Windy picked up the food and put it in Bertha's bowl, urging her to eat more. "Are you going to divorce?" She was afraid that Bertha was just saying it casually.
"I'm telling the truth. I've already decided." Bertha swallowed her food and spoke calmly.
Looking at Bertha's serious expression, Windy knew that Bertha's decision was true. She said happily. "I'm glad you finally gave up on that bastard."
But, the smile on Windy's face froze. "Wait. You won't take anything from that family?"
Windy feels injustice towards Bertha. She had endured enough humiliation over the past three years. Now, she leaves without taking anything. That's not fair.
"You think I'm short of money?" Bertha asked indifferently.
"Of course not," Windy grumbled unhappily. “But I still feel like you suffered too much.”
Bertha is the only daughter of Griselda's family in City Y, a wealthy but unostentatious family. Therefore, no one knows Bertha's true identity. She meets Derek by chance and falls in love with him. She is determined to marry him despite her father's objections.
Windy knows that she doesn't care about Tibble's family fortune. She was only out for love but that love made her suffer. Windy feels sorry for Bertha.
Bertha's phone buzzed, notifying her of a new message. She opened it to read, her eyebrows furrowed.
"What's going on? Who's texting?" Windy asked.
"Derek. He said he wanted to see and talk to me."
"Maybe he doesn't want a divorce?"
"No. He hates me. He will agree. I just don't know what he wants to see me to say." Bertha shrugged.
"I'm afraid that after meeting him, you will become weak and change your mind." Windy sighed.
"No. I won't hesitate." Bertha was resolute, her tone firm.
Not long after, the two girls sat in the car. Windy drives Bertha to Derek's company. She glanced at her friend, worried that Bertha wouldn't get a divorce because she would soften over time.
Windy stopped the car in front of the Tibble Corporation building thirty minutes later.
Windy unfastened his seat belt. She got out of the car with Bertha. She then helps Bertha fix her hair and reminds her. "No matter what he says, you can't be soft-hearted. Don't let him pity you."
Bertha smiled and nodded. The years living with Tibble's family were the most painful years of Bertha's life. Her love for Derek was broken long ago, now only bitterness and sadness remain. She won't let him keep hurting her anymore.
Bertha held her head high and walked gently inside the building. There were shy looks from the staff looking at her but she didn't care.
Ever since she married Derek, she's been an abomination in everyone's eyes. They call her a gold digger.
Bertha stepped into the elevator and dialed Derek's floor number.
Derek is surprised when she suggests a divorce. She was adamant about wanting to marry him from the beginning. But why now... Does she want to give up her throne life at his house?
Derek always thought that Bertha was very lucky to be the daughter-in-law of Tibble's family because his family was a billionaire family of City X.
He wanted to see what else she was up to.
Bertha got out of the elevator, her face cold, and went to his office. She then politely knocked on the door and pushed it open without waiting for the person inside to respond.
"What do you want to talk with me?" Bertha asked bluntly, glaring at Derek without blinking.
The way he looked at her remained cold and emotionless. "Why do you want a divorce? Don't you love me very much? Who wanted to marry me before?"
Bertha looked at him coldly. She was much smaller than this man, but at this moment, her aura was completely equal to his.
"That's the past. Now, I just want to divorce you. This is also what you want, right? No one can stop you from being with Laura anymore. Have you always loved her?”
Derek curled his lips and glanced at her in confusion.
Would she give up so easily?
Seeing her eyes were serious, not like she was lying, he snorted, his tone cold. “I hope you won't regret it.”
Bertha smiled coldly, her heart had never been as steadfast as it was now.
“The only thing I regret is marrying you.”
Putting down the divorce papers on the table, she arrogantly turned around and walked out without any hesitation.
Derek stared at her back for a long time.
In the past, when this woman saw him, she was always soft and sweet, pretending to be gentle, but today her attitude was so tough.
He glanced at Bertha's signed divorce papers. She left without taking anything. He picked up the pen and signed.