Chapter 47 These Belonged to Her Now, Except for Matthew
Matthew: [You can take a day off and come back to work tomorrow.]
Mary sneered, her eyes devoid of any emotion.
Last night, she had mustered up the courage to say those words, hoping to get a response or an explanation from him.
Even a perfunctory reply would have sufficed.
But his attention didn't seem to be on her words, so when did he stop caring about her?
It made her feel that asking that question last night was utterly foolish.
She had brought it upon herself.
After composing herself, Mary completed the discharge procedures and returned home. She noticed a file folder on the cabinet there, inside which she found a property deed, a check, and the keys to a house.
It read: [Maple Grove Manor.]
Located in the prime area of Lindwood City, with top-notch landscaping, this apartment was on the 25th floor and covered five thousand square feet.
Wow, it's even bigger than I thought.
Did Matthew think she would appreciate this gesture?
Mary's eyes remained emotionless as she took out the check. The thirty million dollar figure was clearly printed on it, with Matthew's strong signature below.
Mary held the check, unable to snap out of her reverie.
She grew up in an orphanage, which closed when she was in high school. She worked part-time jobs while schooling and all the way through college.
Her biggest dream was to buy a house in Lindwood City and get rich.
If her past self had known that getting divorced would easily grant her all this, she would have been overjoyed.
But now, all she felt was a deep, pervasive pain spreading through her entire being, making her soul tremble.
These things belonged to her now, but Matthew no longer did.
Mary took a deep breath, then put the check and the property deed back in the file folder.
She had become wealthy.
She didn't need to work anymore.
She could find a handsome boyfriend.
She could...
Could she really?
She sat slowly on the sofa. The two-bedroom apartment was small, and with her belongings, there was barely enough space. When Matthew moved in, she had made a lot of space for his belongings.
She hadn't noticed it before, but now, with his things gone, the apartment felt soulless.
Everywhere she looked, there was emptiness.
Sorrow took root in Mary's heart, with each root causing a searing pain.
She was truly pathetic.
How could she still long for such a terrible man?
Mary got up to the bathroom, washed her face, and then called Shirley.
"Mary, what happened last night? Was that guy with you?" Shirley asked immediately upon answering.
Mary responded, "I'm available today. Come over. I'll cook for you."
Shirley replied, "Great, see you soon."
Hung up, Mary went for shopping. She bought all of Shirley's favorites. While crossing the street, Mary caught a glimpse of a familiar car. When she turned to look for it, the car was already gone.
"Watch it, lady."
Someone reminded her. She quickly refocused and hurried across the street.
"Thank you."
She thanked the passerby and then headed home with the groceries.
At the intersection, the silver-gray car came to a stop. The shadows of the trees cast mottled patterns on the windshield. Matthew sat inside, one hand on the steering wheel, the other tugging at his tie in annoyance.
Why couldn't he bring himself to go up?
