Ten Years of Marriage and A Regret

"She's not feeling well. Keep her company."

Maybe it was my calmness or his awareness that his words were too harsh, Sean softened his voice.

"Are you really sick? Why don't you rest at home if you are sick? You are already a grown-up. Don't bother a little girl by fixating on such trivia."

He constantly reminded me of my age.

It seemed he had forgotten that he was also in his thirties and would not get younger by being with a young girl.

I barged past Sean. With a little worried look, he seemed to want to follow me and ask about what was going on.

But soon he nervously turned around to help Amanda the instant he heard her moan in pain.

Ever since my mom passed away, I had been suffering from mild depression.

It was not that I was too sad but that I had an inexplicable sense of loss.

The doctor gave me some more advice after I got the medicine.

I realized that I must make a clean break with Sean as soon as possible.

I left the hospital for the law firm.

It was not until I walked into this law firm that I remembered it was opened by Sean's friend, with whom we had even had dinner together.

Attorney Shaw received me personally.

When he knew my purpose of visit, he muttered, "You should have gotten a divorce long ago."

One day, I was discussing the details of property division in the divorce with Attorney Shaw when I suddenly received a call from Sean.

"How can you be so irresponsible? As Phoebe's mother, you don't even care when she is hurt."

I was startled by Sean's cold and accusing tone.

I hurriedly stuffed the documents into my bag and drove to the Chambers family's mansion.

Before I could even enter the door, the butler sprayed me all over with disinfectant.

I pushed him away impatiently and asked anxiously, "What happened to Phoebe?"

"Do you not even know to change your shoes before you come in? You ill-bred woman!"

Old Mrs. Chambers slammed down her cup with a thud.

Amanda held Phoebe in her arms and chuckled, "Look at your mom's bad manners. Don't learn from her."

I ignored their sarcasm and hurried over to Phoebe.

However, Phoebe pushed me away with her little hand before I could touch her.

She hid behind Amanda and looked at me with disgust.

"You dirty lowly woman, stay away from me!"

I endeavored to suppress my shock and grief, but my eyes couldn't help but turn misty.