Chapter 5

Margaret's peaceful life was broken again. The last time she was so anxious every day, it was when Alex and she was newly married and took a month off at home.

Moreover, Margaret was keenly discovered that compared to her somewhat unfamiliar performance at that time, Alex is now closer to her.

She picked her up and dropped off work on time every day, and had three meals a day. They were not even sleeping in separate rooms and stayed at home for five days. Alex took his pillow to the big bed in the master bedroom without saying a word.

Of course, he was still peaceful in bed, but those casual skin contact could already make Margaret nervous for a while.

What made Margaret even more shocking was that Alex even invited her out for a walk after dinner!

With the God of Light on top, her serious husband would actually invite her for a walk!

Moreover, the selected places are some places that look quite romantic, such as riverside, small bridges, gardens...

Margaret felt that she couldn't understand Alex anymore. In her memory, Alex probably only had faith and swordsmanship in her heart. Just like she was crazy about magic, the two of them were actually the same people in essence.

Once you enter your own world, you will not care about anyone or things around you at all.

It’s just that Margaret’s crazy object has Alex, and Alex doesn’t have her in her eyes.

Margaret had a terrifying guess, was Alex going to divorce her?!

Although divorce is a great shame for the nobles, because of their marriage to Margaret, Alex, as the Great Knight of the Temple, completely lost the opportunity to be promoted to a Paladin. The Paladin must belong to the God of Light, both physically and mentally, and there is no secular marriage allowed.

Margaret thought that if Alex could get rid of this marriage, he would have been very happy.

So Alex's abnormality during this period was also explained, just like death row prisoners would have a hearty silenced meal before going to the execution ground. This was probably Alex's final comfort to Margaret, after all, he was really considerate.

Although Margaret is dull, it does not mean that she is a fool. She has realized that her husband is a very careful person, and his considerateness is always so quiet.

After sending Margaret to work on the first day, Margaret thought she would have to endure the suffocating look after her eyes when she got off work, but she only saw the carriage and the coachman at the school gate.

She was actually a little disappointed. The man said that picking her up and dropping off to and from get off work was really just a joke.

The girl pushed open the car door and saw Alex sitting in the car.

He was reading a book, and the blonde hair on his forehead fell down, making the cold and solemn face look extremely gentle in an instant.

He noticed someone pushing the door in, and he raised his head, and there seemed to be a smile in his deep blue pupils.

Then he curled the corners of his lips and smiled.

It was really a smile. Although it was very light and light, he was indeed smiling at Margaret.

At that moment, a huge joy swept across, and Margaret subconsciously took a step back.

She didn't know how to respond, her heartbeat was buzzing in her ears like dense drumbeats. She couldn't hear the noisy voices outside the carriage, or Alex's low words. She could only reply with a strange smile.

I must have been stupid at that time, but now when I look back, Margaret still couldn't help but cover her face with shame.

If Alex really wants to divorce her, she will understand it because she is really stupid!

But Alex didn't seem to care about his wife's clumsy response. Since then, he has been staying in the carriage to and from get off work and has not shown up.

Margaret didn't notice it at first, and it was not until a few days later that she realized that Alex should have noticed her discomfort in front of others, so she did this purpose.

More details were also discovered by Margaret.

When she went out, she always protected her body and never went to crowded places when she took her for a walk. Even the servants at home reduced the frequency of appearing in front of Margaret. The girl thought she was very obscure. She just was not used to being served, especially those who served her seemed more glamorous than her.

Such silent meticulousness and appropriateness are like a poison in the gentle country. Even though I knew it was just out of Alex's knightly demeanor, the girl still sank without any resistance.

Margaret felt satisfied with these wonderful memories before the divorce.

Just on the breakfast table the next morning, there were no onions on Margaret's plate.

She remembered that Alex was looking at herself at that time, and with just a short glance, the man noticed her disgust for onions and quietly ordered the servant not to let onions appear on her plate.

Even Margaret's father had never noticed this little hobby of his daughter.

Even if Margaret didn't love Alex, such a considerate man, she would probably be willing to spend her life with him as his wife.

Not only her, who does not want to have such a husband?

But Alex could not belong to her. Even if this man would not dedicate his body and mind to the gods, Margaret would not be worthy of him.

The Faman family's mansion is actually not far from the Temple of Light. There were several walks after dinner, and they walked to the vicinity of the temple without realizing it.

Alex is not a person who talks a lot, and only then will his conversation be a little stronger.

Margaret should have been secretly happy. Even though she was not used to being alone, Alex even held her hand, but the joy in her heart could not be suppressed.

Until they met Phoenix, the priestess of the temple, a blonde beauty in the name of a saint.

She and Alex stood together, with the same blonde hair and blue eyes, one as holy as water, and the other as cold as ice.

It seems to be a mural on the dome of the Holy Church, beautiful and out of reach.

The most important thing is that Margaret saw the deep love for Alex in Phoenix's eyes.

That night, Margaret lost insomnia.

She suddenly remembered a puppet show she had watched when she was a child. The clown in the circus rescued a coma noble lady on the side of the road. He fell in love with the lady at first sight, took good care of her and accompanied her day and night, but the lady was frowning all day long.

Why is this? The clown thought anxiously that he would do anything as long as he could see her smile.

He tried his best to find a way to make the lady laugh. He made tricks, made faces, and racked his brains. Finally one day, the lady laughed.

He was ecstatic, but saw the lady standing up, running past him like the wind, and throwing into the arms of the noble young man who came from afar.

Miss, Miss... The clown stood by silently. He saw the lady chatting and laughing with the young master. They were intimate, and every move was extremely tacit understanding. From beginning to end, he didn't look at him.

This is of course, he is just a clown Ah.

The humble, ugly, small clown will never be able to get close to him.

Alex.Margaret opened the door of the false room.

Alex was working at his desk. He could not help but be stunned when he heard the low call. This was the first time Margaret called his name on his own initiative.

Is there anything wrong? He was about to answer this way, and suddenly remembered the instructions of his colleagues, swallowed the sentence back, and replaced it with a softer response: What's wrong?

Against the bright candlelight in the room, the girl's figure pulled out a long shadow on the carpet.

He saw Margaret lowering his head, and said slowly but firmly: Let's... divorce.