Chapter 7
Gareth Baxton could no longer remain indifferent. He twisted Noah Baxton’s arm, and Noah lowered his head, muttering softly, “I’m sorry.”
Only then did I straighten up and look at Gareth Baxton. “Are you here to deliver the divorce papers?”
He denied it, “No, Lyn, let’s go home.”
“My thing with Daisy Morgan was just a fling. How could a woman like her compare to you?”
I turned my head away, refusing to look at him. “In that case, there’s nothing more to say. You should leave.”
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Suddenly, his voice cracked, “Do you really have to be so heartless? After all our years together…”
“I love you. I just made a mistake, that’s all. I’ve realized my wrongs now, so why can’t you let it go?”
Yes, after all these years together, there was a time I questioned myself, wondering how I ended up being someone you grew tired of so much.
It turns out love is the most useless thing in this world.
“As long as you come back, we’ll be a happy family again.”
But this matter, for me, is something that can never be moved past. Disappointment builds up bit by bit.
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I shook my head, “You always say I have no opinions of my own, that I always follow you, or copy others. From now on, I want to be myself.”
Just then, my mom came back inside, saw the scene, picked up a broom from the wall, and started hitting Gareth Baxton. “Get out! How dare you bully my daughter!”
Noah Baxton shouted, “Grandma, it’s me and Dad!”
My mom kept cursing, “I’ll hit you both! You little brats!”
Actually, my mom wasn’t like this before. She used to be so nice to Gareth Baxton and Noah Baxton, especially to Gareth, to the point I felt jealous.
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I even asked her, “Who’s really your child, after all?”
Thinking back now, I realize everything my mom did was for me.
My eyes suddenly felt hot and a little sore.
Gareth Baxton clumsily dodged her broom’s attack, holding his head.
In the end, he had to give up and left with Noah Baxton.
I thought that would be the end of it, but he returned the next day.
Without hesitation, he kneeled in front of me, “Lyn, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me. I’ll treat you twice as well from now on.”
“I can’t be without you. During this
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half–month without you, I realized you’ve become indispensable in my life.”
ar But I’ve come to understand that a man’s promises can’t be trusted; they are merely lies told in the heat of the moment.
I shook my head, “Gareth Baxton, the story of a mended heart doesn’t happen for me. I won’t go back.”
“Away from you and Noah Baxton, I suddenly feel like I’ve found myself again.”
Gareth looked down, making it hard for me to read his expression. But then, big tears began to fall to the ground.
With eyes red, he asked me, “Can’t you really forgive me? I know I was wrong.”
“I’ve already made Daisy Morgan quit her job.
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It’s over with her, and I won’t let her bother you again.”
With determination, I spoke each word clearly, “We are over.”
After a long moment, he swayed as he stood up, clutching his hair in distress. “I understand.”
With a hoarse voice, Gareth Baxton said, “As you wish then.”
He pulled out the divorce papers from his bag and, right in front of me, signed his name meticulously, holding onto it tightly for a long time. So long that I felt a bit impatient. Finally, he handed it to me.
The moment I took it, I realized this wasn’t just a divorce agreement; it was the key to my freedom.
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After he left, I casually flipped through the divorce papers and discovered he had added new terms at the end. The house and the car were both left to me. His assets, rightfully marital property, were split in half, and custody of Noah Baxton was his.
But I didn’t want to return to that city.
So I had a real estate agent help sell the house and car. After fees, it was still a sizable amount.
With this money, I bought many things for my mom. Her entire life, she spent the first half waiting for her husband to return and the second half waiting for her daughter to come home. She was too lonely by herself.
I also enrolled mom in senior university so she could have fulfilling days every day. This
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way, even when I’m not home, she won’t feel bored.
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