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Since the couple hadn’t seen each other for months, and Maggie had made a special trip here only to leave without even seeing Franklin, Auntie Sara couldn’t help but remind him:
“Sir, Madam didn’t look well when she left. She seemed angry.”
Auntie Sara had initially thought Maggie must have had some urgent matter to rush back
home.
Only now, learning that Franklin didn’t even know about her departure, did she sense something was wrong.
Angry? In front of him, Maggie had always been gentle and accoinmodating. So she could get angry too?
How novel.
Franklin gave a dismissive smile, brushed off Auntie Sara with a casual response, and went
upstairs.
Back in his room, just as he was about to open Maggie’s letter, Julia called. After answering the phone, he carelessly tossed the envelope aside and left the room.
Shortly after, the envelope fell from the bed to the floor. That night, Franklin didn’t come
home.
The next day, when Auntie Sara came up to clean, she saw the envelope on the floor and recognized it as the one Maggie had asked her to give to Franklin yesterday.
Assuming he had read it, she simply put it in a nearby drawer.
After landing, Maggie went straight upstairs to pack when she
got
home.
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After all, six years had passed, and she had quite a few things in the house.
But she only took a few sets of clothes, two sets of daily necessities, and some of her professional books.
After marriage, Franklin had given her and their daughter monthly living expenses.
Deposited into two separate cards.
One was hers, one was their daughter’s. But Maggie was used to using her own card for daily expenses. She had never touched their daughter’s card from beginning to end.
Moreover, because she loved Franklin, whenever she went shopping and saw clothes, shoes, cufflinks, or ties that would suit him, she couldn’t help but buy them.
As for herself, due to her work, her daily expenses were low. Her heart and eyes were full of her husband and daughter, wanting to give them the best of everything.
of the So, most of the living expenses Franklin gave her were spent on father and daughter.
Given this pattern, there shouldn’t have been much money left in the card.
However, in the past year or more, since their daughter had been living with Franklin in Country A, she had fewer opportunities to buy things for them.
Now there was still over four million left in the card. This amount might be negligible to Franklin, but it wasn’t a small sum for her.
Since it was money that belonged to her, Maggie didn’t hesitate to transfer it out.
Leaving both cards behind, she dragged her luggage away without looking back.
She had an apartment not far from her workplace. Not large, just over a hundred square
meters.
She had bought it four years ago to help a friend’s sales performance when they had run away from home.
She had never lived there before. Now it came in handy. The apartment had been regularly
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cleaned by someone, so it wasn’t dirty.
A simple cleaning would make it livable.
Exhausted after a long day, at past ten in the evening, Maggie went to rest in her room after
washing up.
“Ding ding, ding ding, ding ding-” The harsh alarm jolted Maggie from her dream.
Being suddenly awakened, her mind went blank for a moment. After her thoughts cleared, she remembered it was 1 AM here, which meant it was around 7 AM in Country A where Franklin and their daughter were.
Franklin and their daughter usually had breakfast at this time. Ever since their daughter went to Country A with Franklin, she would typically call her daughter at this hour.
Because she was tired from work and preferred to sleep early, she had set this alarm to avoid missing her chat time with her daughter.
When their daughter first went to Country A with Franklin, she hadn’t adjusted well and missed her mother terribly, wanting to call her all the time.
But as her stay in Country A grew longer, her daughter’s attitude on the phone changed from attachment and longing to perfunctory responses and impatience. This alarm had long since lost its purpose.
She just couldn’t let go. Thinking of this, Maggie gave a bitter smile. After hesitating for a moment, she deleted the alarm and turned off her phone before going back to sleep.
Meanwhile, on the other side. Franklin and Isabella were almost finished with breakfast.
Although Franklin knew that Maggie usually called their daughter at this time every day, he wasn’t always home and didn’t pay much attention to this routine.
He noticed that Maggie hadn’t called today, but didn’t care much about it, heading upstairs to change after finishing breakfast.
Isabella found her mother increasingly long–winded and enjoyed their phone calls less and
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less.
Seeing that Maggie hadn’t called yet at this late hour, she thought something might have. delayed her. Her bright eyes darted mischievously as she grabbed her schoolbag and ran
for the door.
Auntie Sara hurried after her: “Young Miss, it’s still early, you can leave later!”
Isabella ignored her, happily running to the car.
How fortunate that mom was too busy to call on time today. If she didn’t leave now, once mom called, she’d have to chat with her – no way she wanted that!
After marriage, Maggie had started working at Franklin’s company. She had initially joined for Franklin’s sake. Now, with divorce looming, she had no reason to stay.
The next morning at the company, she handed her resignation letter to Jake.
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