Chapter 7
“I called them all your exes, even during our marriage,” I added. “But none of them broke our marriage. From start to finish, you were the only one eating me up.”
They were just passersby.
I once thought they had it better, leaving some mark on Chad’s heart. But seeing his confused look, I suddenly pitied them.
“Don’t remember?” I sneered. “What about this one? You liked her a lot. You were together for almost a year. She showed up in a wedding dress to win you back. And this one? When my parents caught you with her, you cleared their bank loans to shut them up.”
Maybe because my parents‘ demands were so relentless over the years, mentioning them didn’t stir much of
Chad’s palms grew sweaty. After a long pause, he said, “Did I? I don’t recall.”
my
In those 3,000–odd days and nights, he dated countless girls. The wall of flowers bloomed and wilted, but they
I moved toward “Bloom“, but he yanked me back.
emotions.
were still dazzling.
His eyes held deep helplessness, and his lips trembled. “That’s enough. Let’s go home. I’ll stick by you from now on. Just us.”
I stared at him, unblinking. “Say it again.”
He exhaled, repeating it word for word. His hands were warm, but they couldn’t melt my heart.
“Bút I’m done, Chad,” I said.
His phone buzzed in his pocket, each vibration a reminder.
The divorce took work. It ended up in court.
After I returned to Aurespring, Chad’s car was parked outside my place, like old times. But the Bennett Mansion was no longer bustling. It was empty
now.
I went down and tapped on the car window. He looked at me with weary eyes.
“I’ll win,” I said curtly.
He paused, struggling. “I know.”
Unwilling to give up, he added solemnly, “I cut her off clean. No one will stand between us, I swear.”
He didn’t mention Rebecca’s baby. Presumably, his parents had settled things with her. I knew how much they wanted a grandchild.
“Didn’t you ever fall for any of those girls?” I asked.
He stayed quiet, but I pressed, “I want the truth.”
His lips trembled. “There were a few but not many.”
That was all I needed to know.
I laughed at my pathetic little hopes. The last ember went out.
“You’re right. If you’d married them, they’d end up like me,‘
11 I said.
He panicked. “No. It won’t happen again.”
“There’s no again,” I said.
He lived in his car, like some midlife rebellion. Even his family couldn’t stand it.
Mediators came in waves but all missed the point. Everyone urged me to go back and continue to be the silent wife.
His parents‘ envoy tore the last veil. “You can’t have kids anyway. This baby will be yours.”
The door flew open, revealing Chad and his pale face.
“Get out!” he snapped.
A faint pain in my chest flickered back to life. I sneered at him. “You knew about this, didn’t you?”
Chapter 7
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He’d
grown sick of my family’s endless demands and had dodged them. I had been running around, unaware that something was wrong with the fetus’s development.
