Chapter 7

At Dewberry Manor, Xavier lounged on the living room couch after returning home and didn't bother turning on the lights.

He was so worn out that he massaged his temples while resting. Yet, his eyes soon snapped wide open as he abruptly woke from his sleep.

It was odd because he'd had another nightmare. Not to mention, it was about Yvette.

He couldn't believe he had dreamt about Yvette dying and that it had felt so real. When he looked at his phone, he realized it was only 4:00 am.

It was the end of their cool-off period, and they agreed to finalize their divorce together today.

Xavier couldn't help but text Yvette. "Don't forget that we're finalizing our divorce today."

Yvette was on the brink of losing her consciousness when she received that text.

Even so, she forced herself to send a voice message in response. "Sorry, I might not make it... But don't worry. We'll definitely get a divorce." Her death naturally meant their marriage would no longer be in effect.

Xavier inexplicably exhaled in relief while listening to

Yvette's voice message. He had known it. How could Yvette be dead? He believed that she wouldn't be willing to end her life or their marriage.

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With that thought, he called her

For the past few years, Yvette had seldom received calls from Xavier. He had always been straightforward and never beaten around the bush. So, he had rarely called her and had only texted. Yvette answered the ell, but Xavier's frosty tone rang out before she could speak.

He said, "My patience is limited, Yvette. You're the one who wanted a divorce.

"Do you regret our marriage because I didn't give you money? I bet 300 million dollars isn't possibly enough to satisfy you into marrying someone new."

Yvette's throat constricted, and she could no longer hear what else he had to say.

Ultimately, she refused to admit to things she had never done. She willed her last bit of strength to say, "I never cared about y-your money throughout my m-marriage to you, Xav! "A-Also, I'm n-not divorcing you because of money! Y-You might not b-believe this, but I still w-want to say it. I didn't k -know about my mother and brother breaking the contract b -back then... "I-I won't marry anyone for 300 million dollars e-either!"

She stuttered a lot.

Xavier could hear the intense wind and rain from her end of the call. "Where are you now?"

Yvette couldn't hear him anymore. Instead, she held her

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phone tightly while repeating, "I-If I had known about what m-my mother and brother had done, I-I wouldn't have

chosen t-to marry you...

"I-If I had known that y-you had always loved D-Daphne, I- I wouldn't have married you either...

"I-If I had known th my dad would get into a car accident on o-our wedding day, i wouldn't have m-married you!"

She repeated the phrase, "wouldn't have married you."

Xavier could tell how aggrieved she had felt all these years from the way she spoke. Likewise, he detected how much she regretted marrying him.

All at once, he felt like something had lodged at the back of his throat, and he could barely breathe.

"What right do you have to regret our marriage? Weren't you the one who cried and begged to marry me back then?" Shockingly, his deep voice was a little hoarse. Meanwhile, Yvette's voice grew softer, so much so that Xavier could barely hear her anymore. He yelled, "Yvette! Where are you now?"

Yvette didn't answer him.

words, "The truth is... I

a thud sounded as Yvette's

and its screen gradually

looked

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on his phone, panicking.

only heard the emotionless automated response. "Sorry, your call cannot be connected at this

and turned to head out. However, he froze at e door, thinking that Yvette

were about to be divorced. So, why would her affairs

had known about what m-my mother and brother had

known that y-you had always loved D-Daphne,

that my dad would get into a car accident on o-our wedding day, I wouldn't have m-married

it, he was outside Yvette's old room. It had been over a month since she had left this room. He opened the door

space.

inside felt oppressive

the lights, Yvette's room seemed empty.

Only one sentence was written in the notebook. "I believe

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before ultimately deciding to

handwriting. "Miserable? Am I not miserable

leave, he found himse.. going back and

Claude didn't get much rest either. He felt like Yvette had been behaving strangely during the past two days, but he couldn't put a finger on

"Claude, could you help me check on Yvette? I just

all drenched from the rain, telling me not to forget to pick her up and drive

to her. She didn't answer her phone when I called. A few

and got dressed immediately. "Don't worry. I'll

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in ten minutes. He opened the door but found the inside of her unit eerily empty. The door to Yvette's bedroom wasn't even

Claude wondered wh

have gone at

were two letters beside the pillow. Claude picked them up, opened them,

read, "I've transferred the rental fees to your

you for taking care of me

I never made any friends

was a failure

and you made me realize I'm not as

be sad. I'm merely going to be with my dad now. He'll

saw the address where Viola was supposed

out the

take around 20 minutes by car. Even so, Claude felt the drive took longer

whom he believed to

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brilliant star, would choose

also on her way to the western suburbs at that moment. However, she was going there to

at the

had fallen over in front of the

above. Her long dress had

it seemed like she would vanish from this

ran in the rain

hear the wind and rain. Yvette

her, he noticed the empty bottle of pills beside her. He picked her up with trembling hands and was

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