"I want a divorce!" Angela declared, looking at her husband with determination despite his youth and attractiveness. Her head held high, she said, "You have the audacity to say that? Very well, who would want to remain married to an unattractive and unintelligent woman?" Sky Mars sneered, examining her from top to bottom, suspecting her motives for marrying him were purely financial. "I don't need your wealth, Sky. I only ask for this," Angela gestured towards the exquisite, handmade quilt lying on their bed. "You're not only ugly and stupid, but apparently你也疯了," he scoffed, grabbing the intricately designed blue peacock comforter and tossing it at her. "Sign these divorce papers and never return." Picking up the quilt that had fallen to the floor, Angela turned away without responding to his insult about her looks, choosing instead to embrace the soft fabric as she walked resolutely towards the door. She didn't bother correcting him about her appearance, but perhaps he was right – her love for Sky, someone whose name and stature seemed unattainable, and his heart, was indeed疯狂。
