Maybe because I hadn’t spoken for a long time, Colin asked about the parents’ meeting of the two six-year-old sons.
“How would I know?”
I was surprised. I didn’t even know that the two children had had a parents’ meeting recently.
I lowered my head, feeling sad.
How could I have the chance to attend their parents’ meeting?
After I gave birth to two children, the people from the Nelson family took them away and raised them as heirs.
It was difficult for me to meet them.
I had cried, made a scene, and fought for them, but it was all useless.
They said that I would mislead them.
In their eyes, I was a gold digger who schemed my way into the Nelson family.
Since they were willing to let me be Mrs. Nelson, I should be grateful.
If I wanted to expect more, there was none.
Colin pursed his lips at the words.
After spending many years together, I understood him very well.
This was his expression of displeasure.
“Pay more attention to the parents’ meeting, and care more about the children.”
I know what he was saying.
Today was Sunday, a rare day when I was allowed to pick up my two sons who were learning horse riding.
I started making their favorite pastries in the morning.
But I waited at the horse stable for a long time, and didn’t wait for the children until it was dark.
What I received was a call from Esme, who said in a reproachful tone, “Madam, don’t you remember? Today’s horse riding class has been changed to swordsmanship class. I have already picked up the children.”
The phone was filled with the scolding voice of my mother-in-law, Aurora.
“I already said that she can’t take care of children. She left the two children there for the whole afternoon! Is she still a mother? She is so heartless!”
Then came Colin’s gentle voice, “Esme, thanks to you today.”
What followed by was Aurora’s agreement. They were happily having dinner over there.
I didn’t want to listen anymore.
I hung up the phone and stayed where I was.
No one had informed me about the change of class.
My thoughts returned, and I blinked away the tears.
Looking calmly at Colin, I said “Then why don’t you agree to the divorce? I can hand over the position of Mrs. Nelson to Esme.”
I didn’t know which word triggered Colin’s anger.
He suddenly opened his eyes and said, “What did you say?”
“Gloria Lee, I warn you to behave yourself.”
“Since I have given you a way out, you better take it and not push your luck!”
After saying that, Colin got up and left, just like every time when we had a fight.
He would choose to slam the door and stay away for a few days, ignoring me.
Because I loved him, no matter whose fault it was, I always lowered my head and coaxed him back.
His hand was back on the doorknob.
I spoke indifferently, “By the way, I have a terminal illness. If you don’t want to be widowed, divorce me.”
