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

He wanted to say something–anything–but

come.

don’t be so harsh with her.

at Viola’s words, his expression hardening into disapproval. “Calista, you’re only making me

calmly. She walked to the kitchen, retrieved a

memories ablaze.

turned

you doing?” Ken instinctively moved to extinguish

met his panicked gaze with her cold ones. “What you don’t want to see–burn it, and

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

of spite, Ken spent the next few days flaunting his

barely gave them any

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