Huh?

"Can you repeat what you just said?" I asked, creasing my brows.

Ethan's lips pursed as he repeated what he just said a while ago, exactly the words that I heard too, "I don't want to divorce you."

Like my head is a broken machine, those magical words keep repeating over and over once again inside my head.

'I don't want to divorce you.'

'I don't want to divorce you.'

'I don't want to divorce you.'

He does not want to divorce me....

I shook my head hard to think straight once again, looking at Ethan's beautiful and gorgeous eyes. I seemed bewitched as I asked slowly.

"And why don't you want to divorce me?" I asked, raising my brows.

"Because I don't want to," he quickly replied with a short sentence.

As he came closer to me, I quietly watched him fetch something from his pocket, and then, when a wallet was presented in his hands, he fished out a black card.

A black card?!

Oh my god, it's a black card!

I gulped down as I watched that black card come close to me.

Unbeknownst to me, everyone inside the apartment watched my eyes shine as I kept on watching the black card in Ethan's hands, but even if I knew that the guys inside the room were focusing their gaze on me, I didn't care.

As I continued on, I looked at Ethan's hands.

Ethan twutches his lips as he smiles slightly, seeing your act, but then he composes himself immediately, saying that I did not see the smile flashing before his eyes too.

"This is my card, all of my salaries or commissions from the lab will be sent to this card, and since my salaries and commissions will be paid every day by the companies I am currently working with, this card is truly limitless. My other cards from my other salaries from different companies are still at my exclusive office. I will go there and take them, then give them to you to take care of if I ever have the time to return this week or next week once again." Ethan's long words sounded, but I did not pay attention to the first time I heard him talk for too long as I received the black card, which he gave me with both hands respectfully.

"...."

I was silent for a long time before I looked at Ethan in the eyes while treasuring the black card in my hands.

"Are you sure you won't divorce me?" I asked.

Ethan only nodded his head, not bothering to respond.

I pursed my lips as I once again asked.

"Even if I am not the real Kate, your real wife?"

Even if I gladly accept this black card and just shop all around the markets for jewelry, foods, etc., there is no way I can use this black card without any conscience.

I'm just proving to anyone that I am just like my snake-like best friend—ex-best friend, to be exact.

"You are the real one. I can feel it. I'm the one who experimented for you to be sent back here after all," Ethan said. Just that, I did not hear his last words since it was almost a whisper and he had already distanced himself from me.

But I saw how the other guys eyes widened after his words fell.

Well...?

Is something wrong with what he said in his last sentence?

"Wait," I said, stopping Ethan from going out.

Ethan stopped as he looked at me. His quiet eyes are dark and cold, but I don't feel any chills, which I don't get too much of, but I did not think of it as deeply as I asked.

"Did you say something else? Sorry, I did not quite hear it." I said with an apologetic smile.

He smiled back, his quiet and cold eyes shining as he shook his head. "Don't worry, I only said goodbye."

"Oh, then goodbye to you too! Get home safely," I said.

Ethan only smiled and nodded, leaving the apartment for good. As I looked at the black card on my hand with shiny eyes, I put my husband's black card—well,  technically, my own black card now—in my pocket.

As I put my black card in my pocket, Damien's gentle voice echoed through my ears.

"I have a lot of black cards too; would you like to have them too?"

My mouth opened wide as Alex too looked at Damien with wide eyes. "Are you crazy, Damien?! Ethan giving his black card to her is one thing since we all know he is obsessed with her from the very start, but how could you also give your precious black cards to this wicked woman?! If you are planning on giving her one, then just give it to me. I reassure you that your money will be used wisely by me," Alex said with bated breath as he hurriedly stopped Damien's plan on giving his black cards to me.

I glared at Alex after hearing his words as I looked down at Damien in the eyes eagerly.

"I don't mind if my black cards are not being used wisely by her though, I have a lot of money to make another black card after all," Damien said gently, his gaze never leaving my figure.

"So... do you want to have my black cards?" Damien asked once again.

Well, I certainly wanted to have another black card in my possession, but... I'm not really sure if Damien will feel any regret later on.

It's not that I will not be able to give back his black card if he ever regrets giving it to me, but still, it is not a wonder for me to have some heartaches and reluctance if I were to give the black card back to him.

I still need to confirm with him first, so there will not be any situation where I will be giving back the things given to me.

"Are you really sure that you wanted to give one of your black cards to me?" I asked once again slowly.

Damien quickly replied after my question fell: "Not only one, I could give all of my black cards to you too."

I smiled wryly after hearing his response.

"Well, you don't have to go that far, but if you want to give one of your black cards to me, I will say the situation of that given black card first." I looked at Damien in the eyes seriously after I said that.

Damien turned his wheelchair slightly as he looked at me too, but without any seriousness in his eyes, as his eyes were only filled with the softness that I just saw in Ethan's eyes a while ago when I received his black card, treating it like a treasure.

He smiled gently. "What is that situation?"

"Your black card will not be given to you anymore, even if you wanted me to give it back to you. Even if you freeze the black card you gave me, I will still not surrender the black card you will give me. Did I make myself clear?" I said, emphasizing every word seriously.

He only chuckled at the words I uttered.

"Don't worry, I will not regret it and get the black card I will give you back, and there will be no chance that I will freeze the black card I give you, even if we fight or we are divorced, even if I will not allow myself to divorce you or yourself to divorce me," Damien said, his tone unhurried as he quietly and gently said every word.

My eyes opened wide once again after hearing what he said.

"You also don't want to divorce me?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yes." Damien's short response once again resurfaced.

Oh...?

It seemed not everyone's husband of Kate wanted to have divorce.

"..."

I just have to ask the other guys then if they wanted to divorce me or if they don't want to divorce me.

"Who else wanted to divorce me?" I asked, tilting my head as I finally paid attention to the three guys sitting in front of me, which I practically ignored for the sake of having a conversation with Ethan and Damien about the precious black cards.

"Me"

"Of course, I also wanted to."

"...Yeah"

Each of the three remaining guys who did not talk for more than a minute finally spoke up after I asked them a question.

I nodded my head as I said, "Okay then, then the three of you will be the ones to process the divorce paper since I certainly don't want to spend MY PRECIOUS MONEY on that.".

They only nodded their heads, and both straightened out their clothes as they walked outside the apartment.

After the sight of them completely faded from my eyes, I looked at Alex in turn quietly.

He tsked.

He turned his head and left to go to his room, leaving me and Damien alone in the living room.

I smiled widely as Damien handed me his bulging wallet without any care.

I opened up his wallet, and sure enough, different kinds of cards—most importantly, the black cards that stood out the most despite the platinum and gold ID cards—made my eyes shine.

I picked up one of the black cards from the wallet and wanted to give the wallet back to Damien, but Damien shook his head.

"Please take care of it, I can't use it anyway since I am disabled and I don't go out that often, so why don't I just give up my wallet for my wife to take care of and just let my wife use all of my cards to fill this home with whatever she buys and use my identity for her to get what she wants?" Damien's gentle voice sounded, and the term wife was emphasized so much that my earlobes turned red, blushing furiously.

After a long moment of calming down and suppressing myself greatly from jumping up and down and kissing this gentle guy in a wheelchair because of his oh-so-sweet personality and generosity towards his wife, I finally said this after taking a deep breath.

"Let's go shopping then!" I proposed.

He only nodded his head with a smile on his lips.