Just as I expected, she didn’t even glance through them. She just signed without a word and walked out the door.
Only then did I finally breathe a long sigh of relief.
Cherity was always busy with work, yet she somehow made time for Barrett and their daughter.
She would sit beside him to watch the sunrise and sunset. She even built a sturdy crib with her own hands and sang lullabies to their baby at night.
And yet, the truth was—if it hadn’t been for that one night of mistake, the man living that happiness… should have been me.
The sight before me stung my eyes. I couldn’t bear to watch any longer; I turned away and left.
That day, I had just finalized everything with an overseas research team. Tickets were booked. All that was left was for my identification to be canceled before I could leave this life behind.
But just then, something happened to the newborn.
I was packing my suitcase when Cherity stormed in, her eyes red. With one swift kick, she sent the case flying.
“You cause trouble and think you can just sneak off?!” she snapped.
My suitcase hit the wall, and anger surged through me. “What the hell is wrong with you, Cherity?” I shouted.