Chapter 330

I sat up straight and blurted out, "Well, since you’ve figured it out, let’s just part ways. Find a time to go sign the divorce papers." This time, Henry Smith didn’t say no right away. He just stopped in his tracks, voice holding back something, "Let me think about it." That hit harder than I expected. He was finally budging, yet I didn’t feel the least bit relieved, no hint of that freedom I thought I wanted. When I heard the door shut, my body just gave up. I flopped back onto the bed like a dead fish. I couldn’t sleep at all that night. The next morning, I had no idea when he’d left. After that, we didn’t cross paths for a long time. It felt like he was avoiding me completely, and I just kept waiting—for him to finish thinking, for him to finally agree to a peaceful breakup. That day, I was locking up after tidying up the photo studio when I spotted Eli Watson. He was standing across the street, outside a bubble tea shop, holding a hospital plastic bag, looking like he was buying s