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.

space. I needed to clear them out.” She paused. “They’re useless now

emotion. But her expression remained perfectly blank. What she’d once treated as precious

inexplicably. He wanted to say something–anything–but the words wouldn’t

come.

her. She’s just trying to get

hardening into disapproval. “Calista, you’re only making

kitchen, retrieved a match, and set

memories ablaze.

of shared memory turned to ash in an instant.

you doing?” Ken instinctively moved to extinguish the flames, but Viola held him

panicked gaze with her cold ones. “What you don’t want

Ken felt as

next few days flaunting his affection for Viola in front of Calista.

she remained silent, barely

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