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.

was empty. “They were taking up space. I needed to clear them out.” She paused. “They’re useless

intently, desperate to catch any flicker of emotion. But her expression remained perfectly blank. What she’d once treated as precious treasures, she now

He wanted

come.

with her. She’s just trying to get your attention

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

replied calmly. She walked to the kitchen, retrieved a match, and set the box of

memories ablaze.

memory turned to ash in an

Ken instinctively moved to extinguish the

gaze with her cold ones. “What you don’t want to see–burn it, and it’s done.”

box crumbled to ashes in the yard, Ken felt as if something was being torn

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

remained silent, barely gave them any

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