ManyWriters

During our marriage anniversary celebration, Bernard's body mysteriously exhibited crimson blemishes.
In the past, he had asked for my hand in marriage 99 times to secure my acceptance.
These days, he spent his evenings in the company of other individuals.
Gazing at me with apparent fondness, he offered a specially crafted, unique band, saying: "Jane".
I reciprocated with a present of my own, instructing him, "Wait two weeks before opening this!"
He was unaware that it contained legal documents for ending our marriage.
By the time he discovered its contents, I would have disappeared from his life permanently.

The 99th Yes and the Final Goodbye

He sat there, commanding attention like a captivating spectacle, drawing the eyes of numerous attractive women. However, he dismissively told them to leave him alone.


Unexpectedly, a longtime acquaintance reached out to me.


[He's causing quite a stir back home, offering a million-dollar bounty for just a snapshot of you.]


It was then that I understood why I'd felt as if someone had been covertly photographing me outside the coffee shop lately. The sensation had been persistently troubling me.


[Have you thought about pardoning him?]


I responded coolly. [I have no interest in something others have used. He's already been corrupted.]


At some point, Bernard had approached from behind and glimpsed the message on my screen.


He cried out frantically, "Jane, I am not corrupted! Just you wait!"


Before I could react, he dashed out like a man possessed.


Chapter 10