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On April Fool's Day, a gang of masked men in black suddenly stormed into our home. They held Andrew Grant at knifepoint and demanded I hand over 30 million dollars immediately. I begged them through tears, pleading for a few days of mercy to gather the funds. The leader of the masked men grinned wickedly. "Sure. Knock your head on the floor a hundred times, and I'll give you three more days." Without a second thought, I dropped to my knees and slammed my head against the floor, over and over. My forehead quickly turned into a bloody mess. By the time I finished the hundredth one, the entire room erupted in laughter. They were all part of Andrew's circle. "A simp is always a simp. I told you she would do it," one of them jeered. I stared up, dazed. "Mr. Grant, you lost the bet. Get ready for your punishment," Chloe teased. Chloe Shaw, she was the new intern assistant at the company. "Come on, get up. It was just an April Fool's prank," Andrew said. I stared at Andrew's indifferent expression, and suddenly felt a bone-deep exhaustion. I slipped off my wedding ring. "Andrew, let's get a divorce."