All Chapters of I Ran Away From Home With My Best Friend: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

Jennifer Sullivan—my best friend—and I walked out of the hospital in silence. When we arrived at the intersection, she took my hand and gave it a tight squeeze. “Don’t get emotional about it. If you’re sick, just get treated. We can take things slow.”“Yeah. Everything will be okay.”After we parted ways, my mind wandered off, and I nearly got run over by a car. As I apologized repeatedly, the driver cursed me out and drove away. The moment I got home, I saw that Adrian Howard, my husband, was in the kitchen cooking. Usually, he would be playing games at this time. By the looks of it, he knew that I was feeling down. At the very least, he had good judgment. He occasionally checked on me, but he did it sneakily. He did not dare to look me in the eye. From the call at the hospital, my mood plummeted. I remembered reading once in a book that we are to never test a person’s humanity, because it would make us lose things we could never get back. I still did it by sending A

Chapter 2

Adrian came over when he heard me shouting. He stared at me dumbly for a while before sighing. “I know that you’re in a bad mood, but why are you losing your temper on Oliver?”At night, we slept with our backs turned to each other as our minds were occupied with different things. Finally, Adrian said, “Could it be a misdiagnosis? I’ll get someone to go with you for a re-examination tomorrow.” “No need,” I said.“Don’t sulk…”“Shut up.”“Fine. Whatever.” Adrian got exasperated and pulled the blanket over his head. …I was not expecting to be able to sleep soundly. When I opened my eyes, it was already 10 a.m.I walked out of the bedroom and found the house to be a warzone. Adrian’s and Irene’s clothes and toys were all over the place, while leftover food was still on the table. Usually, I would clean it all up with a grumble.But this time, I poured myself a glass of milk and drew the curtains back to bask in the sun. It had been a long time since I had such a rela

Chapter 3

I mentioned the divorce in a casual fashion, then grabbed my handbag and stepped out of the house. I did not immediately leave after shutting the door. Soon, I heard Patricia yelling inside the house. “Adrian, your wife wants to quit her job! Yes! I heard her say that on the phone! And she wants a divorce!”I did not want to listen anymore. The world suddenly became a joke in my eyes. …When Adrian came back from work, he had a sour expression. By the looks of it, he was going to settle accounts with me. “What did you tell my mom?”“I said that I’m going to move out and empty up the place for her. Weren’t you really eager for her to move back in?”Adrian was rendered speechless and found himself unable to continue the conversation. After taking a moment to compose himself, he said, “Linda, I know that you’re in a bad mood because you’re sick, but you have to understand that we’re not the ones who brought this about. You can’t blame us for it.”I stared at him and said, “

Chapter 4

The people online called us the Wandering Women. Apparently, when you combined listening to the rain and drinking tea while in the wilderness, it was freedom. But going viral did not matter to us. We continued wandering around at a leisurely pace without a goal in mind. Yet people continued to watch our livestream. Some people asked us questions, some talked about life, and some gave us pointers on where to go next. We loved the last group of people the most. We turned off donations so we could walk down our path quietly. Our income from the platform was enough to provide for our lives. Because of it, basic necessities became more readily available.Even so, a year and a half later, an accident occurred—our RV broke down. We had the money to buy a new RV, but to our surprise, a company offered to sponsor us. This was an alternative form of advertising, so I hesitated when I received the call. It was Jennifer who insisted that we accept the sponsorship. She wanted us

Chapter 5

I ignored him and just grabbed the noodles, which had gotten stuck together, and ate them. Mr. Frank sighed in relief. …I learned later that he had rushed back from another country. When Jennifer felt that her days were numbered, she contacted him and asked him to take care of me through the darkest hours of my life. He booked a plane ticket right away and rushed back. After he landed, he found that he could not contact me, and I was not livestreaming either. Our mutual friends did not know where I was, so he could only search through all of the rest areas where I could possibly be one by one. That was how we ended up in this conversation. “You still have plenty of things you can do. If you want, I can organize an art gallery for you.”“Thank you, but I don’t want to.”He gave me a surprised look. Perhaps he had not been expecting me to say no.“I know my own limits and standards. I’m not worthy of having an art gallery of my own.” I met his gaze squarely, and he blush

Chapter 6

The longer I dragged it out, the more it would hurt. Perhaps to many people, I was a selfish mother. It was only normal for Irene to want to rely on me. But I did think about what was best for my daughter. She could not rely on me forever. If she lost the support one day, she had to know how to stand on her own two feet. That was why I did not want to give her the chance to laze around and do nothing. It had been almost two years since we last met. Oliver and Irene had changed a lot. Oliver was a junior and had become a little more mature. As for Irene, she was preparing for her SSAT. She had become taller and was practically the same height as I was. Since she looked like me too, she reminded me of the past. As for Adrian, he had become older and had gone bald. They were curious about my RV and started exploring it. I felt lethargic and could not muster any energy to entertain them. “Mom, are you livestreaming?” Irene toyed with my phone. In order to stretch out my str

Chapter 7

“What are you doing?!” Adrian ran over in a huff and stood between us. Earlier, he had noticed that there was a small stream nearby and gone over to see whether there were any suitable fishing spots. He even complained about how he did not bring any fishing rods with him. He wanted to leave Oliver and Irene with me so that we could get reacquainted and get closer with each other again, but during the brief time he was gone left, I had already hit Oliver. “Say what you came here to say. If not, take the children and leave,” I stated firmly. Adrian’s expression sank. After huffing and hawing for a long time, he finally said, “It’s time to end your tantrum. I let you have your fun for a few years, but it’s been long enough. Let’s get remarried.”I covered my face with my hand and tensed up.I seriously wanted to slap him. Hard. On both cheeks. He let me have fun? What was this? His grace to me? Did I have to thank him as if he was my master?And getting remarried was his show

Chapter 8

When Irene was poking around my phone screen, she had unmuted the stream. As I replayed the livestream, I noticed that from the moment I started talking to Irene, many people had joined the stream. The chat went wild. [That daughter is so disgusting. She asked for money the moment she showed up, and she even thought that she got too little!][She’s hopeless. Linda should have abandoned her the moment she realized that her daughter had turned out like this. Even a dog is better than such a daughter.][The son is even worse. He immediately asked for 1,000,000!][He should go and sleep with people for money, then. Even if he doesn’t cut that thing down there, he can still earn 1,000,000.][Gosh, doesn’t he have any shame? Even criminals have some!][Holy… It’s no wonder why the children ended up like this. That father has no morals!][Run, Linda! He just wants you to go back and be a free caregiver for his mother!][Why should Linda get married to him again? Who does he think

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