Chapter 3

I spent another half a month in the hospital.

During this period, William never appeared.

He just sent me a good morning message at a fixed time every day.

He never used to message me, even when I shared my daily life with him.

Does he think he is making peace by doing this?

What a joke! He can't even be bothered to type a few extra words.

Who would believe his sincerity in seeking peace?

On the day of my discharge, he called me for the first time.

"Where are you now? There's a new Japanese restaurant that's really good. You'll definitely like it. I'll come pick you up."

In the past, I would have eagerly agreed.

And then I would have awaited his arrival with joy.

Now that I thought about it, it was just ridiculous.

But considering that my hand was injured and it was inconvenient for me to drive, I replied to him, "Still at the hospital."

He said, "See you in 15 minutes."

I hadn't gotten used to writing with my left hand yet. After completing the discharge procedures, I checked the time and found it was already half an hour later.

I packed my things and went out to take a taxi.

I heard the sound of a message notification.

It was sent by Sally.

[William is nice, and his figure is even better. He just helped me move and is taking a shower at my place. Annie, do you mind?]

It also came with a picture.

The hazy frosted glass reflected William's figure.

The last trace of hope lingering in my heart was completely extinguished the moment I saw the picture.

I replied to Sally, [We haven't even divorced yet, and you're already enjoying being the other woman?]

I took a taxi but didn't go back to the house of me and William.

Instead, I went to the apartment I bought before getting married.