Chapter Thirteen

Henry.

I had a difficult time sleeping last night with Gwen's constant sniffing and soft crying. So I waited until she and Jas were fast asleep before leaving the room as quietly as possible.

After that, I called my mother and told her about the divorce. I was a little mad when she screamed in excitement. It felt like she didn't want this marriage with Gwen at all.

“Really! Are you telling the truth, Henry? Are you truly divorcing that woman?” My mother bombarded me with questions.

I sighed and noticed how she referred to Gwen as “that woman”. I have known for a long time that my mother doesn't like Gwen. It wasn't a new thing. I have even watched her mistreat Gwen like she was a slave in this house, so why do I feel angry when she called her that?

“Hello! Henry, are you still there?”

“I'm here, Mother.” I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck. This feels so awkward.

“I'm so glad, Henry. You don't know how happy I am to hear this. This is the best news I've heard in weeks, if not yea