The Heart I Gave The Love I Lost

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Since the couple hadn’t seen each other for months, and Maggie had made a special trip here only to leave without even seeing Franklin, Auntie Sara couldn’t help but remind him:

“Sir, Madam didn’t look well when she left. She seemed angry.”

Auntie Sara had initially thought Maggie must have had some urgent matter to rush back

home.

Only now, learning that Franklin didn’t even know about her departure, did she sense something was wrong.

Angry? In front of him, Maggie had always been gentle and accoinmodating. So she could get angry too?

How novel.

Franklin gave a dismissive smile, brushed off Auntie Sara with a casual response, and went

upstairs.

Back in his room, just as he was about to open Maggie’s letter, Julia called. After answering the phone, he carelessly tossed the envelope aside and left the room.

Shortly after, the envelope fell from the bed to the floor. That night, Franklin didn’t come

home.

The next day, when Auntie Sara came up to clean, she saw the envelope on the floor and recognized it as the one Maggie had asked her to give to Franklin yesterday.

Assuming he had read it, she simply put it in a nearby drawer.

After landing, Maggie went straight upstairs to pack when she

got

home.

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six years had passed, and she had quite a few things in the house.

of clothes, two sets of daily necessities, and some of her professional

her and their daughter monthly living expenses.

two separate cards.

their daughter’s. But Maggie was used to using her own card for daily expenses. She had never

loved Franklin, whenever she went shopping and saw clothes, shoes, cufflinks, or ties that would suit him, she couldn’t help but buy them.

and eyes were full of her husband and daughter, wanting to give them the best of

Franklin gave her were spent on father

shouldn’t have been much money left in the

been living with Franklin in Country A, she had fewer

million left in the card. This amount might be negligible to Franklin, but it wasn’t

money that belonged to her, Maggie

dragged her luggage away

an apartment not far from her workplace. Not large, just over

meters.

bought it four years ago to help a friend’s

it came in handy. The apartment had

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by someone, so it

cleaning would

past ten in the evening, Maggie went to rest

washing up.

ding-” The harsh alarm

for a moment. After her thoughts cleared, she remembered it was 1 AM here, which meant it was around 7 AM in

and their daughter usually had breakfast at this time. Ever since their daughter went to Country A with Franklin, she would typically call her daughter

from work and preferred to sleep early, she had set this alarm

first went to Country A with Franklin, she hadn’t adjusted well and missed her mother terribly, wanting to