Chapter 4
Without another glance at the group behind me, I strode into the apartment building.
In the evening, I packed all my personal belongings into two large suitcases and stored them in the walk–in closet.
My gaze fell on the photo frame of our wedding, in which I was wearing a wedding dress, holding Jaxson’s hand, smiling beautifully, in stark contrast to his cold, serious face.
Back then, I’d simply thought he just didn’t like smiling.
Though it was our only photo together, I’d treasured it.
But now, it just seemed ironic.
It wasn’t that he disliked smiling.
I just hadn’t been worthy of his smiles.
Picking up the photo for one last look, I tossed it into a cardboard box with other discarded items, sealing them away in the closet.
As I exited the bedroom, sounds from the living room caught my attention.
Jaxson had returned.
Entering the living area, I saw him hanging his coat on the entryway rack and changing his shoes.
I took a deep breath and approached him.
“Don’t you have any explanation for today?” I asked, referring to his decision to move Caroline and her son into Havenwood Apartments, too.
Jaxson removed his tie, his eyes cold. Explain what?”
“The apartments are close to the hospital. If you can live there, why can’t they?”
He draped the tie over his arm and stared at me.“Charlotte, you got what you wanted. Don’t be petty.
I was devastated by his words.
I pondered the reason behind the accusation.
In his eyes, I had already obtained the position of Mrs. Hamilton.
Any objection to Caroline and her son moving in must seem like petty jealousy to him.
As he turned toward the bedroom, I stopped him.
“We need to talk.”
Jaxson paused and turned back impatiently, his gaze indifferent. What now?”
“Let’s get divorced.”
I slowly removed my wedding ring and clenched it in my palm. “I’m setting you free.”
