“Can the divorce be filed successfully within one week?”
Seeing Eliana’s anxious expression, Jared curled his lips into a cold smile.
“You rushed into marriage back then, and now you’re rushing into divorce.”
“Eliana, are feelings so worthless to you?”
Eliana clenched her lower lip, aware that Jared still held a grudge against her.
He had always thought she had abandoned him to cling to Bryson.
Despite this misunderstanding, he was still willing to assist her, and she felt thankful enough.
“Jared, I know you have resentment toward me in your heart, but this divorce is really important to me.”
Seeing the redness in her eyes, Jared’s heart seemed to be gripped hard.
He abruptly stood up. “Within one week, I will fulfill your request, and you need to keep your promise.”
After saying this, Jared’s back gradually vanished from Eliana’s sight.
Eliana took a deep breath, feeling relieved that Jared agreed to help her.
In seven days, she would be able to take her daughter and fully leave Bryson behind.
After departing from the law firm, she went to the funeral home, retrieved her younger brother’s ashes, and held the funeral.
At the funeral, only a few people came to pay their respects.
Eliana’s parents had died when she was young, leaving just her and her younger brother, and the relatives in the family had always treated them poorly.
Over the past few years, only after they found out she had married the crown prince of the city did they begin to reconnect.
But upon hearing lately that Bryson had been unfaithful again, they all watched from the sidelines, waiting to mock her, so they would not come to grieve for her younger brother.
The warmth and coldness in human relationships, she completely understood them this time.
Yet things did not turn out as she wished; someone still came to make trouble for her even at this time.
“Eliana, I am deeply sorry about your younger brother’s passing, so I came today to apologize.”
Althea set down a bouquet of lilies in the funeral hall, her expression full of guilt.
From old times, no murderer would dare stand before the victim and speak.
Eliana pointed at her and yelled, “Get out! You are not welcome here!”
Her younger brother had been gone for so long, and she had many chances to come and apologize, yet she never did.
Now, she did not come to say sorry; she clearly came to stir trouble.
With just that one line, Althea felt very hurt, crying as she hid in Bryson’s arms.
“Bryson, did I say something wrong that made Eliana upset? Is she still blaming me?”
“Does Eliana think I caused her younger brother’s death, so she wants me to pay with my life?”
Bryson held her and gently comforted, “It’s fine, don’t be scared, with me here, no one can push you around, and no one can make you do anything you don’t want to do.”
Eliana felt a little lost after hearing this.
Back then, she was laughed at by people around her, treated like a public bus.
Bryson was the one who came out to protect her, saying before everyone: No one can bully my wife.
It had not been long, but things were already different.
After soothing Althea, Bryson frowned and stared at Eliana.
“Eliana, Althea has already given you a way to step down. Just follow it and let it go. She felt guilty and woke up early, especially chose a bouquet of lilies for you. What more do you want?”
Each word Bryson asked felt like tiny needles digging into her heart.
The pain made her shake.
Bryson forgot that she had an allergy to lilies.
Even after all these years, he still did not remember.
It showed that love or the lack of it had long appeared in these small things.
Eliana felt worn out, both her body and mind drained.
Now, she only wanted to properly complete her younger brother’s funeral, then bring her daughter and leave him.
She lifted her gaze and weakly said, “My younger brother died, can I not speak one fair sentence? I do not want anything, I only want you to give me some quiet.”
“My younger brother’s funeral does not accept you; you go.”
Eliana kept her head lowered as she burned items for her younger brother.
But Bryson and the others stayed, then passed a document to her.
“You can go, but you need to sign this paper first.”
Eliana’s heart shook again.
So the sadness was fake, the aim was true.
She only lifted her eyes; her view landed on a few large words on the front.
[Guardianship Transfer Letter]
Eliana frowned and asked, “What do you mean?”
Bryson spoke as if it were normal. “It means exactly that, give Hera to Althea to raise.”
“With one more person caring for her, this is good.”
Eliana looked at the man with shock, her nails pressing into her palm, yet she felt no hurt; only empty numbness remained.
“Bryson, you make my child call a mistress mother?”
“Are you still a human?!”
