And with that, he hurried out of the room.
He even forgot to finish applying the meds.
I bit down on self-mockery.
Not long after, my phone vibrated.
It was a message from the lawyer.
[Ma’am, the divorce agreement has officially entered the process.]
I stared at that line for a long time.
And then I laughed.
I laughed and laughed until I finally broke, collapsing onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.
Nine years of sincerity.
I’ll just consider myself blind, terrible at judging people.
After crying, I calmed down quickly.
Silently, I packed my belongings. I contacted the school, canceled all of Cruella’s tutoring classes, withdrew her enrollment from the private school, transferred her to a public one, and froze her allowance account.
I had never been speaking out of anger.
As for Viggo, he didn’t know yet.
In a few days, the company I brought into the marriage as a wedding gift would return, intact, to my dad’s name.
Including the house we were living in.
Everything I’d bought for this so-called family of three over the years, I sorted through it all. What could be thrown away, I threw the hell away.
When I came back again, the door was shut.
I opened it and saw Carmilla.