- Chapter 14
Living room, bedroom, study, bathroom…
Kayson searched every corner of the house, but there was still no trace of Greta.
The old butler, who had come upon hearing the noise, looked at his flustered and absent–minded appearance, and finally managed to ask the question that had been stuck in his heart.
“Sir, why did you agree to divorce with your wife?”
Divorce?
Upon hearing these two words, Kayson felt a whirlwind of emotions.
He had never heard Greta mention this matter before, so why did everyone assume that he wanted a
divorce?
He desperately tried to recall everything that had happened during this period of time in his mind, attempting to find some clues.
In the coffee shop, Cassia’s strange behavior, the plane ticket that I didn’t have time to examine closely, and the cryptic words she said this morning…
Did he get what he wanted a long time ago?
As Kayson recalled the words he hadn’t had a chance to clarify, he became increasingly anxious.
He sent his secretary to find out Greta’s whereabouts while he personally drove to search for her.
He went to the old house where she used to live before getting married, but he only saw the sealed
doors and windows.
The neighbors around told him that Greta came back yesterday and lost a lot of things, seeming like
she was about to go on a long journey.
The next second, the secretary’s message came through.
“Mr. Brady, I found out that Mrs. Brady bought a ticket to fly to Fieldhurst half a month ago. She departed this morning and should have arrived by now.”
So, Greta wasn’t planning to move away, but instead decided to go abroad?
After realizing this, Kayson felt a chill in his heart.
He couldn’t understand why Greta suddenly had the idea of divorce and left without any warning.
‘Wasn’t it what she had always hoped for, to become his wife and stand by his side?
After the secretary booked a ticket to Starryholt, Kayson returned to the caf.
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He did not drive, leaning back on the chair, staring blankly at the blocked chat interface.
The phone, which had not been charged for a day, emitted a low battery warning. It opened the drawer and tried to take out the charging cable.
The gaze swept over that file bag.
This time, he finally opened the file that had been stored for a month.
As soon as Kayson laid eyes on the words “Divorce Agreement,” his hand couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
But he remained calm and continued flipping through the pages.
Until the last page, he was stunned when he saw his own signature written above.
Why did his signature appear on a divorce agreement?
Why does he have no memory of signing at all?
Kayson’s mind raced as he tried to piece together all the overlooked and forgotten details.
The person who drafted this agreement was Greta.
The only time she asked him to sign was on an evening a month ago. She said she wanted to give
him a gift, but he didn’t have time to look at it before signing and then left.
Greta left this agreement in his car and reminded him many times to check it.
It has been a whole month since the agreement took effect.
But he never opened it once.
The light and fluttering dozen pages of paper, in Kayson’s hands, felt as heavy as a thousand
pounds.
Until this moment, he finally understood why Greta had left.
She noticed his wavering emotions in this marriage.
She thought he would return to Luella and divorce her.
So she chose to leave first.
And that thing, which was labeled as a “gift,” is this divorce agreement.
She decided to give him his freedom back.
Decided to fulfill his long–held infatuation that he hadn’t let go of for many years.
