Chapter 9
Calvin frowned, clearly puzzled. For some reason, a strange uneasiness crept into his chest, making him restless.
Helena didn’t bother explaining. She simply walked upstairs and grabbed the documents.
Right before leaving, she suddenly remembered something and glanced at the ring on her finger. It was silver and not pricey.
She had taken Calvin to make their wedding rings by hand, hoping it might help his stiff fingers. He hadn’t taken it seriously, though, and the ring he made for her turned out too big.
Still, she treasured it. She had tied a red string around it to keep it snug on her finger. But looking at it now, it felt almost laughable.
She pulled it off and tossed it into the trash.
Back downstairs, Calvin watched her every move.
Helena paused and asked, “Anything else?”
He pursed his lips, face stiff like he didn’t know how to answer. After a long pause, he finally muttered, “My shirt.”
She looked at him–only two buttons were done, and they didn’t even line up right.
Every morning, she used to iron his clothes and help him get dressed. Hist hands didn’t work well because of spasms, so it had become routine.
Helena looked down. She had done that for seven years, so one more time
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didn’t matter. Quietly, she stepped forward and straightened Calvin’s shirt.
He looked into her eyes, and some of the tension in him eased.
Maybe he had been overthinking it. She hadn’t changed. She was still the same “maid” who showed up whenever he needed help.
Then, Calvin brushed her hand away and said coldly, “Alright, you can leave now.”
Her hands froze in the air for a moment. But she didn’t get upset or show any reaction. She simply nodded and walked out, just like she was heading to work.
Right as she opened the door, she paused and glanced back at the house that used to be her newlywed home.
She’d already signed it over to Calvin in the divorce. There wasn’t anything worth remembering.
Suddenly, Dorothy came rushing out, her face red with anger. “Mrs. Fernandez, I kept watch on Ms. Sullivan for you last night. She’s shameless! She actually tricked Mr. Fernandez into doing something shameful. You can’t let her get away with it!”
Helena smiled and replied casually, “Our seventh anniversary is the day after tomorrow. I’ve already planned lots of surprises. Let’s not argue on a day like this. Don’t worry about it, Dorothy.“.
Dorothy was so mad she didn’t even know what to say.
Helena saw Dorothy’s disappointed look but didn’t explain. She left and handed the documents to her assistant.
The next day, the permanent residence permit and divorce certificate were finalized. Except for the font color, it looked almost exactly like the
marriage one.
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It was time to move on.
That afternoon, Helena waited in the airport’s VIP lounge. She gazed through the floor–to–ceiling windows at the bright blue sky. Holding the divorce certificate tightly, she suddenly felt a sense of peace.
There were still 12 hours left before their seventh anniversary.
With a soft smile, she called Dorothy. Her voice was steady. “Dorothy, I need you to pick up a package later. It’s Calvin’s anniversary gift. Make sure you hand it to him yourself.”
Dorothy agreed without hesitation.
As soon as the call ended, a robotic announcement came through the speakers, reminding passengers to begin boarding.
Helena stood up and checked the time without any rush.
Those seven years she gave Calvin were her way of paying him back for the two weeks he was kidnapped. He should feel lucky.
After all, he’d found his soulmate. It was only natural that he wanted to leave behind the vulgar, stupid maid like her.
Maybe when he saw the divorce certificate, he’d feel satisfied that she finally understood her place.
That thought made Helena smile again.
“So be it.
“On our seventh anniversary, I’m giving you
“Congrats on finding your soulmate, Calvin.”
your freedom.
