Since You Don't Love Me, I’m Leaving

I smiled bitterly and followed Marrisa upstairs.

I did not have much stuff, so it was easy to organize.

When I was tidying up the dressing table, I immediately saw the ring that Jody personally put on me when we got married.

The men's ring laid quietly in the box, still brand new, but the women's ring had faded a little after being worn on my hand for many years.

After thinking it over again and again, I walked out of the room and wanted to find Jody. I still wanted to fight for this hard-earned child in my belly.

But when I passed by the room on the third floor where his ex-wife used to live, I heard the deliberately suppressed and lingering coquettish voice from inside.

“Hey, Jody, be careful, it won't be good if you hurt the baby!”

Through the crack in the door, Cameron was lying on the bed, babbling and acting coquettishly.

Jody raised his head from the end of the bed, with an inexplicable gleam of tears at the corners of his lips.

My heart suddenly ached, my breathing stopped for a moment and tears instantly burst out.

I never thought that the care Jody mentioned would be this kind of care!

Inside the room, Jody made another move.

He seemed to particularly like Cameron's coquettish look and reached out to play with the sweaty hair beside her ear with a lingering look.

I had seen the hair-playing scene countless times on various occasions over the past five years, but I never thought that one day I would see them in bed.

“Regina... I miss you so much."

Following Cameron's muffled groan, Jody finally stopped moving. He leaned over and hugged the dazed Cameron tightly, calling ‘Regina’ over and over.

I know that he was looking at the person who lived in his heart through Cameron again.

For five years, I did not wait for Jody to open his heart to me. Instead, I waited for Jody to hang out with this sister-in-law who looked like his ex-wife.

I felt a lump in my stomach and it made me feel uncomfortable and nauseous.

I walked downstairs with unsteady steps. 

Marrisa had a stern face and looked very serious as she said, “Ms. Baldwin, Mr. Hayden and Miss Garrison have instructed that no unrelated people are allowed to go up to the third floor without permission. 

“There are traces of where the madam lived when she was still alive and no one is allowed to disturb her. How could you go upstairs without the master's permission? What if you touch something that the madam likes and make her unhappy in heaven?"

I looked at her with a pale face and walked towards the room in a daze.

“I know. I won't do it again. Please don't tell Jody about what I just did. I'm afraid it will remind him of the sad things in the past. 

“Don't worry, I just wanted to go to the study to talk to him about something. I came down when I didn't see him. I didn't touch anything else.”

I closed the door and slumped down against it.

Five years ago, Jody’s grandfather came to my house and proposed to me.

At that time, Jody's ex-wife Regina had just passed away due to illness less than half a year ago and the story of Jody's several failed attempts to commit suicide due to missing his deceased wife was widely circulated on the Internet.

As a result, no one in the upper class was willing to marry into the Hayden Family. After all, who would be willing to marry their precious daughter to someone who was bent on committing suicide?

So, Mr. Hayden found me, a person from a poor family who was about to face bankruptcy and debt and whose father was seriously ill and had no money for treatment.

He sat in front of me and spoke earnestly, “When you came to the company for an interview, I knew at first sight that you were capable and so far, you were the only one who could do it.

“Jody is a stubborn child. If there is no understanding person to accompany him, I am really afraid that he will do something stupid.”

His old eyes saw through my thoughts completely.