Divorce Time

Chapter 8

Let’s hit the road.”

Their car swiftly departed the manor, making its way toward the airport.

Charlene was oblivious to Thorne’s return to their homeland. No one had informed her.

Half a month had elapsed since she had moved out of the manor. During this time, she gradually grew accustomed to and fond of the peaceful and leisurely life of living alone.

It was a lazy Saturday morning when she finally woke up. After getting up and freshening up, she drew the curtains to find the sunlight beaming outside.

She stretched lazily, watered her plants, and was just about to whip up a simple breakfast when the doorbell rang. It was her neighbor from across the hall, Mrs. Sullivan.

“Ms. Ross, hope I didn’t wake you?”

Charlene replied softly, “Not at all. I was already up.”

“That’s good to hear.” Mrs. Sullivan said warmly. “I’ve brought some freshly baked muffins and apple pies from this morning. I thought you might like to try them.”

That’s incredibly

that crazy dog the other day. My husband and I have wanted to thank you properly, but we’ve just been busy at work. I feel terrible

was nothing, really, Mrs.

Mrs. Sullivan left.

breakfast while exploring the latest algorithm mechanisms of

about the centenary celebration

paused, checking the date, and realized it was Starlight

trending online, with several posts

high interest in Starlight University’s centenary celebration wasn’t just because it’s the top university in the country, attracting attention with every move, but also because this was the first centenary celebration, drawing many distinguished graduates back for the

slightly, as she saw several familiar faces from her

into disarray. Had she not married right after her

laptop, Charlene hesitated before driving to Starlight

but the campus was still

herself beneath the familiar structure of the science building when

cup of coffee. “How have you been?” Holding her teacup, Charlene smiled faintly, “Pretty good, just… getting

was shocked. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“It’s okay.”