I gave a faint “Mm” and withdrew my hand, ignoring the disappointment in his eyes.
As if remembering something, he added, “Larissa, I have to go on a business trip tomorrow, so I can’t stay with you. But my phone will be on 24/7. Call me if you miss me.”
His words were full of affection, with no trace of pretense.
Suppressing my discomfort, I nodded. “Take care while traveling.”
For a fleeting moment, I caught a glimmer of guilt in his eyes. Then he spoke again, his voice tinged with reluctance.
“But I’ll miss you so much. Even though it’s just for a day, I hate being apart from you for even a second.”
He sighed dramatically before adding, “When we adopt a child, let’s hand over the company to them. That way, I won’t have to travel so much, and we can always be together.”
If I didn’t already know he was leaving to marry Daisy in seven days, I might have been moved by his words.
Finally, he kissed my forehead with evident reluctance and left the room.
The moment he stepped out, I left the hospital. At home, I packed my belongings and left a signed divorce agreement on the living room table. Without looking back, I boarded a flight to Switzerland.