Ethan’s tone was calm, as though I was merely a tool he owned for two years. Now that I was useless, he could trade me for something else.
Smiling, I kept the check and keys. Then, I signed the divorce agreements. I kept my copy and returned his copy to him.
My family knew only to force me to get a divorce without considering my situation. Unlike them, Ethan at least compensated me for it. Those two years of taking care of him weren’t in vain.
Ethan evidently didn’t expect me to be so decisive. Dazed, he took the divorce agreement. I ignored him and started to pack my belongings.
I didn’t bring much with me when I married him. When I left, my luggage was just as minimal. I left behind the outfits, handbags, and accessories Ethan and the Sadler family gave me after our marriage.
The only things I took with me were my personal belongings and the clothes I bought for myself. One suitcase could fit everything.
It took me less than half an hour. When I left, Ethan was still sitting on the couch, deep in thought. I told him I was leaving and bade his parents goodbye. Then, I left the Sadler residence. His parents merely nodded. They clearly knew his decision already.
The Sadlers were so cold. We lived together for two years. That was enough time for people to develop feelings, even if it were toward their pets. But despite being a human, I meant less to them than their pet.
Why should I compare myself to their pet? To them, I was nothing more but a gofer. I wasn’t part of their family.
I laughed self–deprecatingly. Then, I took a taxi and left the place I’d been living in for the past two years.
I, Heidi Talbot, was finally free! But my days were nearing its end.
I went to a hotel and booked a room. After turning off my phone, I slept. For the first time in two years, I could finally sleep to my heart’s content. I didn’t have to wake up early to wait on Ethan.
