Chapter 7
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I stared at the hospital room ceiling, my eyes hollow.
"Aria, you're awake!" A delighted voice caught my attention.
It was Hector Hayes' girlfriend, Nora.
"You're finally awake. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
She quickly helped me sit up and offered me water.
Just then, angry voices approached from a distance.
"Simon Summers, that beast!"
As his gaze fell on me, he suddenly paused: "Are you okay?"
I nodded: "Thank you both."
When I was with Simon Summers, Hector Hayes and Nora had played no small part in bringing us together.
They witnessed the years when we loved each other the most.
Now they only show guilt on their faces, wanting to speak but hesitating.
I understood: "I want to divorce Simon Summers."
Both of them let out a long sigh of relief. Nora held my hand, tears in her eyes: "Aria, you deserve better."
Even Hector Hayes, who grew up with Simon Summers, was indignant about this, and the young couple berated him for a full hour.
After they left, I remembered something.
As soon as I turned my phone back on, Simon Summers called.
"Why are you only answering now? I just asked you to make some soup. If you didn't want to do it, just say so. Why did you go off the grid?"
"We're already back in the capital. Why aren't you hurrying home? Do I need to come get you myself?"
"......"
Accusations, verbal abuse, doubts...
I was already used to it.
"Simon Summers, let's get a divorce."
I turned off my phone again.
Back in the capital again, I didn't go home immediately, but instead wandered around the neighborhood.
Lee's Wonton Shop was still open.
As soon as I entered, the owner recognized me at a glance.
"Why are you alone today? Where's that boy?"
"It's just me from now on."
I responded with a smile, though it was visibly forced.
The owner didn't ask further, bringing me a steaming bowl of wontons.
I took a bite; it still tasted the same as before.
Simon Summers never understood why, with so many wonton shops around, I always insisted on coming to this one in the alley.
I said: "This place tastes like my grandmother's cooking."
After that, he stopped questioning and humbly accompanied me to eat bowl after bowl in this humble eatery.
Sometimes, when working late, he would specially come here to take a bowl home, watching attentively as I devoured it.
Looking back at the past, everything has changed.
Large tears rolled down, dropping into the wonton soup.
"Oh my, what's wrong with you, young lady?" The owner hurriedly handed me some tissues.
"Nothing, it's just that these wontons are too delicious."
I didn't return to the Summers Family home until nine in the evening.
Only one table lamp remained lit in the living room, making the entire house appear dim.
"You're back." Simon Summers leaned back on the sofa, looking exhausted.
I nodded and prepared to go upstairs, but my wrist was firmly grabbed from behind.
"Don't you have anything you want to explain to me?"
I turned around: "Explain what?"
"Explain why you didn't bring soup to Bailey Wright? Or explain where you've been these past few days?"
Simon gritted his teeth: "Why do you want a divorce?"
"There's nothing to explain."
"Well done, Aria Jenkins. As long as I don't agree, you'll never be able to leave me in this lifetime!"
"Do you want Bailey and her child to remain unrecognized forever?" I looked at him calmly.
He froze: "You know everything?"
Seeing that I didn't respond, he stepped forward trying to embrace me.
I avoided him without leaving any trace.
"I'm tired and need to rest."
"Aria, don't regret the decision you made today!"
I ignored him and went upstairs by myself.
I would regret it if I didn't make this decision.
Early the next morning, I was awakened by the noise from downstairs.
Going downstairs, I saw Bailey Wright in her home clothes.
