Chapter 9

The decision was made. Whether they’d regret it or not couldn’t change her mind to leave.

“I’ve arranged for Ken to take you to the pick–up point the day after tomorrow,” Uncle Johnson finally said.

Calista nodded, knowing there was meaningless in arguing.

As she left the study, she found Ken waiting by the door, his face troubled. “Why did you throw away everything I

ever gave you?”

Calista’s heart skipped a beat. He’d found the letters and gifts at the dump.

Once, she’d treasured every moment of their relationship. Whether it was a doodled note or an expensive watch, she’d preserved them all carefully.

She remembered when their housekeeper had thrown away her collection of letters without asking. That night, she’d rushed out in tears, searching frantically until she’d recovered every discarded piece. Ken had been so angry he’d fired the housekeeper on the spot.

voice was empty. “They were taking up space. I needed

emotion. But her expression remained perfectly blank. What she’d once treated as precious treasures, she now dismissed as worthless.

tighten inexplicably. He wanted to

come.

“Ken, don’t be so harsh with her. She’s just trying to get your

words, his expression hardening into disapproval. “Calista, you’re only

walked to the kitchen, retrieved

memories ablaze.

memory turned

instinctively moved to extinguish the flames, but Viola held him back.

her cold ones. “What you don’t want

in the yard, Ken felt as if something was being torn from

Ken spent the next few days flaunting his affection

silent, barely gave

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