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.”

happy. “Thanks. That’s incredibly

after you saved our Sally from that crazy dog the other day. My husband and

smiled. “It was nothing, really, Mrs.

pleasantries, Mrs. Sullivan left.

exploring the latest algorithm

centenary celebration of

and realized it was Starlight University’s

#StarlightUniversityCentenary was trending online, with

wasn’t just because it’s the top university in the country, attracting attention with every move,

as she saw

her mind, throwing her emotions into disarray. Had she not married right after her undergraduate

before driving

the afternoon, many VIP guests had left, but

found herself beneath the familiar structure of the science building when a familiar voice called out to

minutes later, at a cafe outside Starlight University, Stewart Ferguson poured Charlene a cup of coffee. “How have

sorry to

“It’s okay.”