The next time I saw Gregory was at the film's wrap-up party. As a supporting character who didn't have much screen time but was highly liked, there were even fans at the roadshow just for me.
"Kasey! Kasey, over here!"
Young girls, full of vitality.
I waved and smiled at them.
A chorus of screams erupted: "Kasey, you're so beautiful, I'm dying!"
I couldn't help but laugh as I walked over, accepting their letters and signing one by one.
I signed from the front of the long line to the back, and when I reached the last person, I reached out to take the photo, but she held on tightly and wouldn't let go.
I looked up in confusion.
Gregory's eyes were bloodshot, his lips tightly pressed, trembling as he looked at me.
"Kasey, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong. Will you come home with me?"
I looked at him, my heart motionless, but my lips involuntarily curled into a mocking smile.
"What do you think you are?"
"Why should I give up everything for you?"
Gregory staggered back a step, almost losing his balance.
"Kasey, I... I've fired Jasmine Montague. It was my mistake back then, and I've regretted it for all these years."
"I've always loved you, but I've wronged you. I don't know what happened to me!"
Two years later, Gregory had lost much weight.
He was gaunt, his figure brittle, melancholy, and low-spirited.
I lingered in front of him for too long.
Fans recognized him as my ex-husband and quickly surrounded us, protecting me behind them.
"What do you mean you don't know what happened to you?"
"You're pathetic, ungrateful, controlled by lowly desires! A person like you doesn't deserve Kasey!" They retorted on my behalf.
Gregory had no rebuttal. His once proud head drooped lower and lower, and in the end, he could only raise his finger, naively promising.
"Kasey, give me one more chance, and I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you."
"We've been together for seven years, you can't just sentence me to death like this!"
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Seven years.
It sounds like a long time.
But a lifetime has many seven-year spans, and I can't give Gregorycretia another chance to repeatedly hurt me because of this.
"Gregory, I have nothing else to say to you except for a divorce."
"I'll send the divorce papers to your email. Please check it promptly." I was resolute, decisive, and gave Gregory no false hope.
He stared at me with his deep, dark eyes for a long time, before finally offering a bitter smile.
"Kasey, I've lost you, haven't I?"
In the past two years, my career in acting had been busy.
Even though Gregory initially misunderstood that something had happened to me, he should have realized later that I intentionally cut off contact with him. The outcome I was facing now was the nightmare that Gregory couldn't bring himself to face in countless sleepless nights.
He couldn't accept it, his gaze grew obsessive as he looked at me for a long while before speaking again.
"Kasey, we have no other conflicts except for that one thing."
"If you can't get over it, I'll help you get past it in my own way."
"Please, wait for me one more time."
