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Chapter 10

Author: Gilded Drifter
Then, he released her, turned around, and walked out. After that night, he hardly ever came home.

I was afraid they might have another violent confrontation. I went upstairs and stopped outside their bedroom.

Just as I reached for the door, I heard Amanda ask, “Do you want a divorce?”

A year ago, after Eric had finished paying off the Jordan family’s debts, he had asked Amanda with a mocking smile, “The debt is paid. You’ve gotten everything you wanted from me.

“Are you planning to leave now
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  • The Story about Amanda   Chapter 11

    When we reached her apartment building, Amanda thanked me and picked up her luggage. Just as she was about to go inside, I finally called after her. “Why did you really marry Eric?”She turned back with a smile. “You probably won’t believe me, but I saw him once during my second year of graduate school. He was waiting for someone outside the student apartments.“I was reading on my balcony. A girl in the apartment next door called his name. He looked up and smiled.”That smile on a warm spring day somehow stayed with a young woman who had never fallen in love before. She carried it with her until the day she met him again at the dinner arranged by their families.Before leaving, Amanda looked at me with tears in her eyes and an apology in her expression.After hesitating, she finally said, “Emma, what if I told you... What if I told you that I only learned about my dad’s debts a few days before the rest of you did? Would you believe me?”I looked at her calmly and said, “That’s s

  • The Story about Amanda   Chapter 10

    Then, he released her, turned around, and walked out. After that night, he hardly ever came home.I was afraid they might have another violent confrontation. I went upstairs and stopped outside their bedroom.Just as I reached for the door, I heard Amanda ask, “Do you want a divorce?”A year ago, after Eric had finished paying off the Jordan family’s debts, he had asked Amanda with a mocking smile, “The debt is paid. You’ve gotten everything you wanted from me.“Are you planning to leave now? If you want a divorce, I’ll be happy to oblige.” Amanda had looked directly at him and answered with quiet, deliberate conviction, “I will never ask you for a divorce, Eric.”Eric had paused for a second, then scoffed. “Of course. Your mother is still in the hospital.“Her dialysis and private care cost tens of thousands every month. You could never afford that on your own, could you?”I never forgot the way Amanda’s face had gone blank at his words, or the silent despair that filled her

  • The Story about Amanda   Chapter 9

    She was such a fool. Her husband had spent the day buying another woman designer handbags. She was probably one step away from being thrown out of the family, yet there she was, happily playing with flour. I gave a cold scoff and ignored her. Amanda had grown accustomed to offering warmth and receiving nothing but coldness in return from our family.Even in the face of my hostility, she continued smiling at me. I turned and walked away.I did not come downstairs again until dinner. To my surprise, Eric was home. After spending the day shopping with Tiffany, I had assumed he would spend the night with her too.Amanda sat beside him, with my parents across the table. I walked over and took my seat.My parents spoke to Eric. I occasionally joined the conversation. Without ever acknowledging it, all of us treated Amanda as though she were invisible.It could not have been easy for her. I glanced sideways and saw the chandelier casting its light across her face. Her eyes remained low

  • The Story about Amanda   Chapter 8

    I had teased her at that time. I said someone as sheltered and well brought up as her could hardly have done anything truly terrible.Then, two weeks later, Dad stormed into the house carrying a thick file and ordered everyone into his study. He had something important to discuss.The argument that followed was the first sign that our family was beginning to come apart.The file contained dozens of promissory notes. The total was substantial without being catastrophic for a family like ours. They documented Mr. Jordan’s gambling debts, which had grown to nearly ten million dollars after years of interest and penalties.Every major asset owned by the Jordan family had been pledged as collateral for loans Mr. Jordan had taken out to cover his gambling losses. When Amanda married Eric, those encumbered assets had been transferred to them jointly as part of the marriage settlement.No one had conducted proper due diligence before Amanda and Eric signed the transfer papers. Mr. J

  • The Story about Amanda   Chapter 7

    Before their relationship fell apart, Eric and Amanda had enjoyed a peaceful and mutually respectful marriage. Eric had actually been quite protective of her.On the first morning after their wedding, Amanda came down a little late for breakfast. I sat at the table and started teasing her. She blushed from her face all the way to the tips of her ears at my remarks.She had stopped at the foot of the spiral staircase and was too embarrassed to come any closer. All the while, she looked at us with shy uncertainty.Eric kicked me hard under the table, then got up and walked over to her. He held out his hand as though it were the most natural thing in the world, calmly led her to the table, and helped her into her seat.Then, he turned to her and asked, “What would you like? Pancakes or eggs?”They looked just like any other blissfully happy newlywed couple.Back then, whenever I went downstairs late at night in search of a snack, I often found Amanda in the living room. She was read

  • The Story about Amanda   Chapter 6

    The rest of the album captured more personal, unguarded moments. There was a photograph of their fingers intertwined at the movies, one of Amanda tucked into Eric’s arms during a skydiving trip, another of them barefoot and leaning against each other on the beach, and one of Amanda sitting behind him on his motorcycle with a helmet on and her arms wrapped around his waist.What surprised me most was the sheer number of close-up selfies they had taken together. Sometimes, Eric looked at the camera. Sometimes, he did not. Most of the time, his expression remained unreadable, but every now and then, he smiled, especially when Amanda used one of those ridiculous filters that distorted both their faces.There was also a candid photograph of Eric alone. He was sitting on a bench in the hallway outside Amanda’s laboratory, waiting for her to finish work. Amanda must have called his name just as the photograph was taken. He had turned toward her with his gaze lifted beyond the camera

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