Love under Platycodon

The door suddenly opened, and Albert stood in front of me with a cold face.

"Harriet, can you stop making a scene?"

He seemed impatient, and I was shocked for a moment.

"I wasn't causing a scene."

"You're asking me to divorce!"

I couldn't understand. Penelope had accepted that bouquet of balloon flowers. Albert should be happy that I asked to divorce.

After ten years of waiting, he finally got what he wanted.

Why was he suddenly disagreeing now?

"Albert, did you prepare balloon flowers for Penelope for ten years?"

He frowned and asked, "How did you know?"

I found that Instagram post. I followed Penelope two years ago.

Albert never knew.

As he looked at that Instagram post, a complex emotion flashed on his face.

"Harriet..."

"Don't worry. There's another one."

I clicked on the video of them kissing.

In the video, Albert was handsome, and Penelope was charming.

They truly looked like a well-matched couple.

Albert's expression became even more unpleasant.

I smiled indifferently.

"Albert, I just found out that you have always loved Penelope. If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have wooed you.

"But it's not too late to realize it now. At least we don't have children yet. We don't have to argue over custody.

"I will draft the divorce agreement as soon as possible. Let's handle this matter quickly."

I said calmly, but Albert shook his head in pain.

"Harriet, I can explain."

"Albert, my stomach aches."

Their voices sounded almost at the same time.

Albert panicked and hurriedly ran into the guest room.

Penelope covered her stomach, her face pale.

Her voice was weak.

"Penelope, is it your period? I'll take you to the hospital."

His face was full of eagerness and concern as he picked up Penelope.

He trot while comforting her.

When he passed by me, he didn't even spare me a glance.

He remembered Penelope's period clearly but never remembered mine.

I bitterly jeered. His explanation was no longer important at this moment.

I applied to transfer to the branch company.

While I waited for the approval, I found a lawyer to draft me a divorce agreement.

I sent Albert the divorce agreement. But Albert didn't even make a call after two days.

I called him reluctantly.

The phone was answered in a few seconds.

But it wasn't Albert's who picked it up.

It was Penelope.

"Harriet."

"Where is Albert?"

Penelope smiled and raised her tone.

"I am unwell these days, and Albert is taking care of me at my place. He's making porridge for me now.

"If you have something to say, you can tell me, and I will convey it for you."

When I'm on my period, Albert would at most pour me a glass of water.

He said that all the girls had periods, and that I should endure the pain.

But he took care of everything for Penelope when she was in her period.

I jeered, "It's not a big deal. Tell him that I have sent the divorce agreement to his company. If there's no problem, he should sign it as soon as possible."

Penelope exclaimed, "Harriet, do you divorce because of me? Please don't misunderstand. Albert and I have always been like this since we were young. I am different to him."

I tightened my grip on the phone.

Penelope's provocation was like a slap in my face.

How could I have thought that she wanted to bless us?

There was a lump in my throat. "Don't misunderstand. It's not because of you."

"Is that so? That's good. Albert has been sending me balloon flowers for ten years. I accepted them this year. He was just a little excited.

"Harriet, ten years is longer than the time you two have known each other."

Albert and I had only known each other for six years.

But he had sent her balloon flowers for ten years.

This meant that Albert had waited for Penelope for ten years and loved her for ten years.

A touch of pain came from my fingertips. I came to my senses and said lightly, "Yes, ten years, quite a long time. He finally had this day."

After the words fell, I hung up the phone tremblingly.

[After ten years of perseverance, the efforts paid off.]

This was what Penelope said.

Albert finally had this day.

The approval came quickly.

The next day, I bought a ticket to Seattle.

I sat in the waiting room and dealt with the remaining work.

Suddenly, someone called.

Looking at the name on the screen, I hesitated and answered the call.

"Did you send me the divorce agreement?"

Albert's voice sounded tired, probably from taking care of Penelope.

I responded with a faint "yes".

"If there's no problem, then sign it. I'll come back in a month for the divorce hearing."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Albert's sneer.

I felt like he was mocking my incompetence and self-importance.

It grated on my ears.