I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 2

Joanna was Oliver’s treasure. He had protected and loved her since childhood. Of course, he would not let others beat her. To him, Marshall Clark was a good-for-nothing.

Oliver wished more than anything to simply grab a knife and fight Marshall. However, he suddenly remembered that Jason was still waiting for him in the hospital to pay the medical fees. His heart sank again.

Joanna also sensed that something was wrong with Oliver. She took the key to open the door and asked him with tears in her eyes. “Oliver, you… Is there anything wrong?”

After entering the house, Oliver sat down on a chair and sighed gloomily. Then, he looked up at Joanna and said, “Joanna, please divorce Marshall. He’s just a weasel. You should leave him. But I don’t have time to help you now. Dad… is sick and hospitalized!”

As he spoke, Oliver remembered something else and got up, heading toward his bedroom. He kept a passbook on the top

of his mother’s wooden wardrobe, which was part of her dowry back then. That account had 4,000 dollars, and a small vase was placed on top of the passbook.

Oliver thought, “I’ll use the 4,000 dollars first and then think of the next step slowly. The operation must be done to save Dad’s life!”

The vase was a little old. It was picked up by Oliver’s deceased grandfather from the junkyard. Oliver had even planted golden pothos in it during junior high school but stopped after the plant died.

The wardrobe was a little tall. Oliver, who was five feet seven inches, could not reach the top even if he stood on tiptoes. He stretched out his fingertips as far as he could to touch the vase.

Bang!

As Oliver used pulled the passbook outward with his fingertips, the vase fell and hit right on his forehead.

“Ouch!”

Not knowing whether it was blood or some other liquid flowing into his eyes, Oliver was instantly unable to see and squatted on the ground, covering his eyes.

Joanna heard the noise and ran in. Seeing Oliver’s hands and face covered in blood, she panicked and called 911 immediately.

Two hours later, Oliver sat in the doctor’s office with gauze wrapped around his eyes. The doctor said to him and Joanna, “The fragments of the vase have cut the skin on your forehead. The blood mixed with the residual liquid in the vase infected your eyes, resulting in temporary blindness. I have cleaned it up. You can remove the gauze at home tomorrow morning. There should be no big problem. If you experience any discomfort, please come to the hospital to check again.”

Joanna felt relieved when she heard that it was nothing serious. She helped Oliver go downstairs and then took a taxi home. Oliver wanted to cry but had no tears. He had no choice but to suffer in silence. He did not dare to share much with Joanna because he was afraid she would be more worried, and she would have an even harder time.

come alone! What should I

tired that he went to

oatmeal and wanted to ask Oliver to eat it. However, seeing that he did not respond after several attempts to wake him

until the

opened his eyes, all he could

blindly before feeling the gauze and remembering what

doctor allowed him to remove the gauze himself that morning. So, he reached

the gauze was undone,

morning sunlight. Day had just broken, and the sun had just risen. The sunlight was

the window was the birch tree

at the branches and leaves of the birch tree, his gaze paused for a

was that? Am I having hallucinations?”

his gaze and looked at the wardrobe right in

wardrobe was his mother, Calista Eastwood’s dowry. It could be considered an antique, and the red paint had come off a lot. People nowadays no longer fancy that kind of old furniture made of wood. It was unaesthetic and not fashionable. However, when Oliver’s gaze fixed on the wardrobe, the words suddenly appeared like an illusion in his mind again: (14 years old and made of fir wood. Manufactured in

stunned and thought, “How strange! This illusion is a little

in 1994. That dowry was made before Calista got married, so

the window every day since he was very

then.

mind was so strange, but it

while. Spotting the phone next to the pillow, he picked it

screen, 2560 x 1440 pixels. Battery capacity: 3400mA. Android 7.1 System. 6GB RAM, 64GB body capacity. The back

Oliver was stunned.

phone in 2017. It had been four years since then, and no one would want it even if he threw it out. It

all these accurate details appearing in my mind? Could

He took out his wallet

in his mind: [A four-year-old leather wallet. Produced by Juxshire Horizon Leather Factory on April 11, 2016. Craftsmanship: Average. Value assessment:

“Shoot!”

jumped up in

the information that appeared in his mind was not an illusion. Instead, whenever he stared at something, the details of the object he was staring at would appear in his mind, including the object’s craftsmanship and

have such an impressive ability? Is it because of the old vase that