While waiting for the test results, Amelia scrolled through her phone and stumbled across a new post from Victoria.
In the video, Damien was carefully disinfecting a small scratch on her knee. The caption read something that hurt her even more.
[Thank you, brother, for coming so quickly. Thankfully, it’s just a scratch from the electric car!]
Amelia stared at the insignificant injury and, to her own surprise, laughed out loud.
But as the laughter died in her throat, tears began to fall.
Finally, Amelia understood. Damien had made it clear that Victoria’s problems were always urgent, while anything involving Amelia could wait.
Damien, if he knew she came home to tell her parents about their separation, would he regret it? Would he even care? But she no longer expected an answer.
Just then, her phone rang. It was Julian. Their relationship had grown stronger since her divorce.
Amelia answered and Julian’s voice was lighter than before as he spoke, "All the procedures are complete. You just have to wait another week and you’ll be completely free."
He paused for a moment before suggesting, "How about we go out for a meal? We can celebrate your escape from the sea of suffering."
Amelia smiled faintly as she told him from the other end, "Let’s wait until the divorce is fully finalized."
After that, Amelia hung up the phone and returned to the ward.
Mr. Heartford had woken up. His face was still a little pale, but his eyes were particularly firm.
He held Amelia's hand and, in a hoarse but powerful voice, said, "Divorce, you must divorce Damien."
Amelia gently held her father's hand back and whispered, "Dad, I'm already divorcing him. You don’t need to worry about it."
In the last week before the divorce, Damien had been accompanying Victoria to clean up their new house, thinking that he would make up for things with Amelia once everything was settled.
Meanwhile, Amelia spent her time with her parents. Looking at the white hair on her father's temples and the fine lines around her mother's eyes, she suddenly realized something. And that realization slapped her hard even more.
Amelia had been the eldest daughter of the Heartford Family, living a life of luxury since childhood. But for a man, she had given up the family business and had been willing to assist him, handling the smallest tasks, all while enduring his neglect. Indeed, she was an idiot.