Chapter 3 Divorce Schedule
“Cecilia, did you and Kolton argue because of Iris‘ birthday party?”
The news was on the trending topic. Veronica couldn’t miss it.
“It’s not just an argument. We’re getting divorced.” Cecilia’s eyes were dull, but her tone was firm.
Veronica automatically frowned and said in a small voice, “Didn’t you ask him about it first? Maybe it’s a misunderstanding.”
“See this and you’ll understand.”
Cecilia took out her phone and clicked on the video before handing it to Veronica.
She didn’t ask Kolton whether he was cheating on her or not. Kolton’s attitude already gave her the answer.
Veronica glanced at the video and hurriedly pulled over.
“Damn!” Veronica had a temper that matched her fiery hair.
“That jerk cheated! Shouldn’t he feel ashamed? How dare he let you leave the house at midnight? He’s the one who should be kicked out with nothing!”
Cecilia took her phone back. “I didn’t show it to him.”
Veronica was confused. “But he’s in the wrong. Why?”
“I’ll only embarrass myself if this thing gets bigger.”
What if she revealed the affair? What possibly could Cecilia change?
Could she leave Kolton with nothing in the divorce?
No, that was impossible.
The Bradshaw family was weaker than the Thompson family, not to mention that her parents wouldn’t support her.
After all, her family depended on the Thompson family.
Veronica opened and closed her mouth, swallowing the words she planned to say. She started the car again.
The Harrington family was important in Sevarin too. Veronica’s parents bought her a house when she graduated from college.
It was an expensive single studio in downtown.
They arrived at the crack of dawn.
Cecilia put down her suitcase and sat on the couch. She spaced out.
Looking at her upset friend, Veronica asked, “What’s your plan?”
“I’m calling Kolton’s assistance to schedule a date to the courthouse.‘
Cecilia paused before adding, “Then I’ll get a job to support myself.”
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85,000 dollars was a lot of money. It could cover a person’s expenses for two years.
But Cecilia had to use the money to tend to Kolton’s life. And she demanded only the best for him.
Every week, she had to bring gifts to visit his family in the Thompsons‘ manor. Therefore, Cecilia didn’t have any money left.
At the moment, she only had 8,000 dollars.
“In this case, before you find a job, you’re coming to help me.” Veronica didn’t want to leave Cecilia to her sorrow.
However, Veronica really needed a hand. “The pianist I booked stood me up.”
Veronica ran a few high–end restaurants of her family’s. And every night, there would be a famous pianist performing for the guests.
Cecilia had practiced piano since she was little. She was qualified as she played like a pro.
Cecilia understood what Veronica was doing. She needed things to keep her mind off Kolton. “OK.”
Veronica was busy and couldn’t stay at home to accompany Cecilia.
“Take a nap. Go to the restaurant in the Eastern District this afternoon. My workload won’t allow me to return here to pick you up.”
“I get it. Focus on your work.” Cecilia and Veronica had been friends since they were babies. They went to the same schools, starting from kindergarten
The two went to different universities, but it didn’t affect their friendship.
The Bradshaw family’s decline only made it stronger.
In front of Veronica, Cecilia could just be herself.
After saying goodbye to Veronica, Cecilia called Trenton Sanford, Kolton’s assistant. She asked when Kolton would have time.
“Mrs. Thompson, is this a prank?” It took Trenton to recover. “You can talk to Mr. Thompson after he goes home tonight.”
“We’re scheduling a date for the divorce.” Cecilia cut to the chase.
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Tears pricked her eyes as Cecilia said those words, a lump forming in her throat.
But Cecilia told herself to stay strong and tilted her head
- up.
Trenton gasped, “OK. Mr. Thompson’s schedule is full this week!”
“Next week will do too,” Cecilia choked out, her hand gripping her blouse.
“I’ll have to check when I return to the office. Let me call you back.”
It wasn’t something Trenton could decide for Kolton. Once he hung up, he called Kolton.
Kolton was waiting for Cecilia to come home, yet he got her request for the appointment first.
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Kolton was enraged.
He laughed angrily, “Hoe sh
Trenton picked up on the unpleasant tone and said, “I’ll try my best to delay it.”
“Not necessary,” Kolton smirked mockingly. “Tell her next week is fine!”
If he delayed it, it’d look like he was reluctant to divorce Cecilia. Kolton gave it three days. Three days and Cecilia would beg him to take her back.
Trenton texted Cecilia back, informing her Kolton would see her at the courthouse, at 9 am, next Wednesday.
Cecilia was tired but she couldn’t sleep.
Sadness filled her heart after the call.
Lying on the bed, Cecilia listened to her frantic heartbeat.
In the end, she couldn’t keep the tears at bay anymore. They slipped down from the corners of her eyes and wet her hair, soaking the pillow.
When she received Trenton’s text, the last ray of hope died completely. She wondered why she even had hope in the first place,
Cecilia was utterly disappointed.
What was she expecting? Would Kolton apologize and ask her not to divorce him?
Kolton wasn’t a man who’d apologize.
And Cecilia couldn’t forgive him for cheating!
Two years wasn’t a long time. But in these two years, she only had eyes for Kolton.
Cecilia had devoted too much to this marriage.
To the point that she’d forgotten…what her life was like before she got married.
In the afternoon, Cecilia pushed down her sorrow and put on light makeup before heading to the restaurant in the Eastern District.
Due to the traffic, there were many guests in the house when she arrived.
Veronica knew Cecilia was arriving and found time to wait for her at the door.
Once Cecilia exited the taxi, Veronica walked over.
“I forgot that you needed a car.
“It’s fine.” Cecilia followed Veronica into the restaurant.
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Veronica had prepared a dress and took her to the dressing room.
“You look off. Didn’t you take a nap?”
The makeup failed to hide Cecilia’s paleness. She shook her head. “I’m fine.”
Changing into the dress Veronica prepared, Cecilia lifted the hem slightly off the floor as she walked to the imported piano in the center of the
room.
There were music sheets on it.
Cecilia took a deep breath and placed her dainty fingers on the keys. Beautiful music filled the restaurant.
In a VIP booth on the second floor, a man in white sat by the window.
Hearing the music, he glanced down and leaned over to whisper something to the foreigner sitting across from him.
Five minutes later, the first song had ended. A waiter came up to Cecilia.
“Ms. Bradshaw, a guest in the VIP booth wants you to go to their booth and play a love song.
There was another expensive piano in the VIP booth. Veronica couldn’t let just any pianist touch it.
However, Veronica had faith in Cecilia. She agreed once the guest requested Cecilia to perform for them.
Cecilia went upstairs and entered the room elegantly as the waiter opened the door for her.
Bright yellow light illuminated the booth, giving it a romantic and graceful vibe.
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A burgundy tablecloth covered the square table. Light reflected on the wine glasses and shone on the three people by the table.
Cecilia stopped dead on her feet as she looked up and met Kolton’s dark gaze.
