The Indestructible Alexander

In a small alley of Blackwood City, within one of the neatly arranged old wooden houses. “Darling, breakfast is ready.” Alex happily prepared breakfast for his wife. “It is your favourite bacon. I woke up early to prepare it. Let's enjoy it together before heading to work." His wife didn't respond from their bedroom. Alex placed the delicious-smelling bacon on the table and found her sitting on the edge of the bed. She was still in her pajamas, with a cold look on her face. “Are you okay, honey?” "No, I'm not." His wife said, "“Alexander, I want a divorce." " “W-What?” Alex thought he was hallucinating. And the breakfast he had prepared for Merly fell to the ground with a loud noise. "You heard me right! I want you out of the picture. It’s OVER!" Merly’s voice was cold as ice, but her eyes were burning. She looked extremely angry. "I-Is this a joke?" Alex asked, his voice trembling, "Tomorrow is our first wedding anniversary." He walked up to her, trying to figure out if

"You little bustard, you don't know what you and your sister lost."Alex clenched his face, but suddenly laughed out a little. Blood in his mouth tasted bitter. He gazed at the government agency building.Last year, he and Merly arrived, full of love and happiness, unable to wait even a second to sign their marriage papers.They declared the sacred oath together."In good times and bad, in sickness and health, for richer or poorer, until death do us part, we are committed to staying together."Sealed it with a sacred kiss.He even still vividly remembers the sweetness of the taste of the sacred kiss.Now he was the only one clinging to their oath.“You asshole! What are you standing there for?" Merly calling out to him impatiently. "Go in and get this over with."Alex’s had no choice. Together, they entered the crowded hall, took a number, and waited for their turn.The sterile scent of the government office mixed with Merly’s perfume as Alex beside her pleaded.“Merly, this is the

Alex's hands trembled with rage and irony as he flung the ring."So, Ugor is the real reason for our divorce?"Merly caught the ring; her face briefly showed a hint of guilt before transforming into aggressive arrogance.“So what? We are already divorced. I am free to do anything.”“You are right.” It was really a bitter reality, taste like a sand in Alex’s mouth.“Don’t you know who Ugor really is? He’s just going to play with your heart and body, then discard you. Can’t you find someone better, someone more human than a goat?”“Shut up!” Ugor interjected. “I’m going to marry Merly. If it weren’t for you, I’d have married her six months ago.”Alex ignored him, “Merly, ask yourself deep down, is Ugor the right one for you?”“Anyone better than you is fine,” Merly's face flushed with shame, her eyes darting away to avoid the accusing stares."This is not 'something better than me,'" Alex’s hands gestured towards Ugor with a disbelief.“You are just jealous to Ugor.”“Me to this creatur

Merly burst into the room, her eyes wide with desperation, declaring, “Cancel my divorce this instant!”The woman looked at Merly, her finger already on the enter button. "Oops... I just pushed it."Merly's face turned into a shock; her smart device was still connected to Auna."Oh, I apologize, Mrs. Merly,” Auna suddenly called. “Our system just processing your divorce. As a result, this bank account will be terminated. Have a nice day."The screen suddenly went blank."Why did you put it in the system?" Merly’s anger flaring at the worker.“I had tried to give you 15 minutes before, but you refused it! Go back to Mr. Alexander, ask him to sign the marriage papers again," the woman disdainfully said. “Loser!”In a mixed feeling of fury and loss, Merly walked out.Outside the parking lot, in the burning heat of the sunlight, she found neither Alex nor Livinia; the luxury car was gone."Merly," Ugor hurried over to her, his ugly face glistening with sweat. "I don’t believe what that wo

They all looked at the source, which was a goddess with beautiful clothes. A woman with her long, wavy hair cascading over her shoulders, her movements radiated grace and elegance. Her smile, warm and inviting, seemed to thaw even the iciest demeanour, carrying with her an autumnal aura. "Miss Sophia," Lucas stammered, releasing Alex's collar as everyone returned to their chairs. Sophia Deneuve, in her twenties, was the golden apple of the wealthy Deneuve family, the CEO of Deneuve Hotel, and a top goddess in Blackwood City. "Miss Sophia," the men said, their faces lighting up. To them, Sophia was like an unattainable goddess. "I've just come from my hotel construction site. I've heard that the workers there haven't received their directions to start their work from the office." Sophia said, her brow furrowed, "We need to adhere to our schedule, right?" "Yes, yes, of course," the senior project manager said. "We're sending today's work schedule directions now, and they'll start