Chapter 115:
There was a line of words written on the back of the photo.
“The image of your 22nd birthday, your forever love, Herbert.”
What Caroline had said was true. There was indeed an unforgettable love between her and Herbert, a love that had never ended. The girlfriend whom Herbert could not let go of was her. And I was just an accident in Herbert’s life. He was simply trying to give our baby a legal identity. Our marriage had nothing to do with love. That was the truth.
I slowly stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the night scene outside. The last drop of tears escaped the corner of my eye. At that moment, I made up my mind.
Since he never belonged to me, and he would never belong to me in the future, why not let go now? If I got used to having him in my life, I was afraid I would be even sadder.
It’s just that… regardless of whether I admit it or not, I still loved Herbert in my heart. Letting go of this relationship was not easy. Since that was the case, I decided to keep it in my heart for now. It was just a joke that would be annoying if I said it aloud.
Bella’s POV:
My cell phone rang. It was a message from Herbert. The message read, “Where did you go today? Miranda said that you weren’t at home. I’ve been very busy recently, so I haven’t contacted you. Are you okay?”
Seeing so many questions, the corners of my mouth twitched, and I replied, “I had an appointment with Joey in the afternoon. I’m fine. Don’t worry.”
Originally, I planned to put the phone down and not talk to him anymore. Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, my phone rang again. I picked it up and saw that it was another message from Herbert.
“Don’t be too tired. Take care of yourself. I have something to tell you when I get back.”
Something he wanted to tell me? What could it be? Did he want to tell me that he still loved Caroline? Did he want me to divorce him as soon as possible and offer me a generous sum, double the amount in our original agreement?
At the thought of this possibility, I felt very distressed. I thought he wouldn’t bring these things up until after the child was born. Looks like I underestimated his feelings for her. Though I had planned to give up on this marriage, it was different if he said it first. I would still feel very uncomfortable.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I immediately typed a text message and sent it to him.
“Okay. I happen to have something to say to you too.”
Rather than waiting for him to speak first and risking embarrassment, I figured I might as well say it first, so I could retain some dignity.
“What’s the matter?” Herbert immediately asked.
“Let’s talk about it when you come back,” I replied.
“Okay.”
Herbert even added a smiley face. This was the first time he had sent me an emoji. I stared at the smiley face for a long time before replying.
“I’m a little tired today. I’ll rest first.”
My meaning was very clear: I didn’t want to continue talking to him. Later, my phone rang again, but I didn’t look at it. I bent down, picked up the dazzling photo, and carefully put it back in the collection of poems, returning it to its place.
I didn’t visit the study for the next few days… The following day, Betty suddenly called me.
