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.

"The truth

Yvette's phone slipped

and its screen gradually

Xavier looked at

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on his phone, panicking.

response. "Sorry, your call cannot

out. However, he froze at e door, thinking that Yvette was likely up to

divorced. So, why would her affairs concern

"I-If I had known about what m-my

that y-you had always loved D-Daphne, I- I wouldn't

I had known that my dad would get into a car accident on o-our

he knew it, he was outside Yvette's old room. It had been over a month since she

space.

felt

after Xavier turned on the lights, Yvette's room seemed

a small notebook. Only one sentence was written in the notebook.

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struggles before ultimately

handwriting. "Miserable? Am I not miserable for having to be with you all these

to leave, he found himse.. going back and neatly setting the

been

Viola at that time. "Claude, could you help me check on Yvette? I just had a weird dream."

to me all drenched from the rain, telling me not to forget to pick her up and drive her home..." Viola unknowingly teared up as she

didn't answer her phone when I called. A few days ago, she also told me to

and got

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minutes. He opened the door but found the inside of her unit eerily empty. The door to

Claude wondered wh

gone at

Claude picked them up, opened them, and realized they were wills. One was for

the rental

care of me

you know? I never made any friends after I

reunited, I thought I was a failure because

crossed paths, and you made me realize I'm not as bad as I thought. For that, I

to be with my dad now. He'll look after

other letter was for Viola. Claude opened it and saw the address where Viola was supposed to pick

out the door at

suburbs weren't far from there. The journey would only take around 20 minutes by car. Even so, Claude felt the drive took longer

whom he believed to be

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would choose to do something

that moment. However, she was going there to take Yvette to the latter's wedding in exchange

rained heavily at the cemetery in

had fallen over in front of

Her

only skin and bones, and it seemed like she

the rain

could only hear the wind

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

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