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Cynthia left and didn't come back that night.Once I made up my mind to divorce her, I went to the nursing home to visit her mother, Mia Harper. I figured I owed it to her to let her know what was happening."Daniel, how come you didn't come with Cynthia?" Mia beamed the moment she saw me.She had been my mother's best friend. Ever since my parents passed away, she had treated me like her own son. Every time Cynthia and I had a fight, she always took my side.When I saw Mia, a sudden lump formed in my throat. I tried to force the truth out a few times, but the words choked me.She was getting old and her health was failing. She couldn't take this kind of shock.But I couldn't hide it forever. I took a deep breath and looked her in the eye. "Mom, I'm going to divorce Cynthia."The smile froze on Mia's face before she asked cautiously, "Did you two get into another fight? Tell me what happened. I'll straighten her out for you."Watching her pat her chest defensively for me made m

When I finally regained consciousness, I was already at the police station.The wound on my head had been sloppily bandaged, and the blood was still seeping through.Cynthia stood nearby, her expression detached as she spoke to the police officer. "My son was bullied at school because of the rumors he spread, and my mother is still in the ER because of him. He's the one who started the fight. I have the security footage to prove it."The bystanders from the hospital backed her up, pointing fingers and shouting accusations at me.With Cynthia's statement and the witness testimonies, I was placed under a 15-day administrative detention.Before Cynthia left, she glanced back at me one last time. "Take this time to reflect on yourself. This was such a minor issue, and you just had to blow it out of proportion."Shortly after she left, I received a text from the cemetery manager. "I am so sorry, Mr. Houghton. The graves were heavily damaged, and your parents' urns were…"The sheer ab

The moment the plane touched down, Cynthia rubbed her temples.For some reason, she had been too terrified to turn on her phone during the entire flight. It wasn't until they arrived at the hotel that she finally switched it on.There were no replies from Daniel, and he hadn't made a single attempt to return any of her missed calls.A sudden, deep chill washed over her.She dialed his number again, but it rang out with the same empty tone. The heavy knot of anxiety that had been tightly coiled in her stomach all day refused to dissolve.Cynthia tried to rationalize it. Maybe Daniel had been in an accident, which was why he couldn't answer. Or maybe his phone had just died, explaining the earlier shutdown.At that thought, she called one of Daniel's coworkers."Daniel? Didn't he leave for his overseas assignment today?"The coworker's casual response left Cynthia's mind completely blank."An overseas assignment? Since when?"Surprised by her shock, the coworker patiently expla

Daniel's POVThe moment I stepped onto the plane, I knew there was no future for Cynthia and me.I just never expected to run into her again five years later.By then, I had wrapped up my overseas assignment, and the company was throwing me a welcome-back party.That was when Cynthia showed up.She seemed dazed for a split second when she spotted me, then she immediately bolted toward me. "Daniel, where on earth have you been all these years? I looked everywhere for you."Her eyes were red from crying, and every single word was laced with a deep sense of grievance.Mindful of my colleagues nearby, I led Cynthia out of the private dining room."Say what you want to say."My cold attitude caught her off guard. She stared at me, visibly bewildered. "Where did you go for five years? Why did you stop taking my calls?"As I looked at the aggrieved Cynthia in front of me, I found it somewhat ridiculous."Didn't you tell me back then that we either keep going or get a divorce? Well,