"Don't scare yourself, Vanessa. You've been deaf for so many years, how could you suddenly hear? Look, she's still drinking the porridge."
"Alright then, I'm heading to the company. Jeremy Gege, don't forget you have a meeting to attend later."
After Vanessa left, Jeremy busied himself in the kitchen, his back just like it used to be.
In the early years of our relationship, no matter how busy he was, Jeremy would always make me a meal.
All I had to do was sit at the table and wait for him.
He would coax me to eat, bite by bite and then finish whatever I left.
It had been so long since I tasted the food he made for me. This time, though, he was reheating someone else’s leftovers for me to eat.
Tears uncontrollably streamed down my face.
Jeremy panicked and frantically gestured, asking me what was wrong.
I shook my head and simply said I wanted to go out for a walk to clear my mind.
He didn't question me; instead, he transferred a sum of money to my account.
Vanessa's call came in, urging him to leave. Taking advantage of the moment, I pulled out the divorce agreement I had prepared.
He didn't even glance at it, just signed it.
“Buy whatever you want.” Jeremy gently touched my face, thinking I was just like before, wanting to buy a house.
I liked traveling and would buy a house in every city I loved.
After signing several times, Jeremy naturally assumed I was interested in buying another property.
Looking at his retreating figure and the divorce agreement in my hand, I couldn't tell if I felt happy or sad.
I was divorced, free at last, with no more ties to this man I had been entangled with for nearly ten years.
Jeremy was busy managing the company, while I packed up my things, preparing to move out.
In the evening, Vanessa came to find Jeremy under the pretense of discussing work.
They were in the study, throwing things and arguing again.
"Jeremy, when are you going to divorce her?! I'm pregnant!"
"I told you, I need time. It's not something that can be done just like that." Jeremy, impatient, repeatedly urged Vanessa to leave.
"Don't you fear that I'll expose our affair right now?"
Jeremy immediately softened, coaxing her. "Vanessa, don't worry. I'll divorce her soon. I've long grown tired of that deaf girl. When the time comes, I'll marry you in style."
I was confused. If he had long grown tired of me, why didn't he just divorce me?