He Sent Me to Madness, Now I’m Happier Than He’ll Ever BeChapter 1

It had been seven years since my divorce from Aiden Sanders when we ran into each other by chance at a flower shop.

He was there to buy flowers for his pregnant wife, while I had only stepped in to take shelter from the rain.

After a moment of awkwardness, we greeted each other.

Aiden politely asked me how I had been doing over the years and I politely replied that everything was fine.

As we were about to part, he suddenly said, "Nina, you seem … a little different from before."

I smiled but didn't answer.

Actually, nothing was different. I just ... no longer loved him.

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A damp breeze blew in through the crack in the door. The only sound left in the room was the rain hitting the windowpane.

This awkward silence finally broke when the shopkeeper emerged with a bouquet of irises.

"Mr. Sanders, you and your wife have such a wonderful relationship. Even on rainy days, you remember to come buy flowers for her."

Aiden took the flowers and instinctively glanced at me. As was his habit, he immediately explained, "Eryn's been quite moody during her pregnancy. I thought these flowers might cheer her up."

I nodded and responded with a few polite compliments.

Seeing the rain gradually come to a stop, I picked up my bag and prepared to leave.

As I reached the door, Aiden suddenly grabbed my hand. "Where do you live? Let me walk you home."

"No need," I said, taking a few steps back to keep my distance from him. "I'm afraid your wife will misunderstand."

I was turning to leave when I thought I heard Aiden say something else, but the howling wind carried his voice away before I could catch it.

Unfortunately, the breakfast I was holding got soaked in the rain. What a waste.

I quickly tossed the ruined breakfast into the trash can.

At that time, the winds blew up my sleeves, revealing the scars from self-harm years ago.

I paused, then suddenly remembered.

This was the seventh year since my divorce from Aiden. It was also the third year since I had truly let him go.

There was none of the sadness I might have imagined, none of the hysteria from right after the divorce. I felt calm, as if looking at a stranger.

The rain had stopped, leaving the sky bright and clear. I pulled my sleeve back down and walked towards the bakery nearby.