I kept lying again and again, my heart already too fragile to bear more. But today, it finally broke completely, and I couldn’t fool myself anymore.
Once, every look, every smile from Emily could touch my heart. When she was happy, I felt her joy, and when she was sad, I cried with her.
Today, I cried because of her again, but this time, it would be the last.
Emily, I didn’t love you anymore.
Lauren Sanders, my secretary, arrived just in time to pay for the surgery. The light above the operating room turned on.
“President Anderson, why don’t you take a break? I can stay and keep watch,” Lauren said.
I shook my head. With Mom still in surgery, how could I rest?
“There’s something I need you to handle,” I said, looking at her. “Take back the branch company I gave to Emily’s parents, and make an official announcement about my divorce from her. Also, run a full investigation on Grant. I want the results within a week.”
“Yes, sir,” Lauren replied firmly before leaving.
After she left, I sat down on the bench outside the operating room, feeling drained. My phone kept ringing, relatives and friends calling to ask about Mom. But not one call came from Emily.