Eliza got up as soon as she announced.
Seeing that, Penelope called out to her.
"Eliza, you just came back; how are you going out already?"
Penelope wasn't too happy about it. She had been living with Gracelynn until she moved out recently. So why the rendezvous as soon as she came back?
"Mom..."
Stumped, Eliza choked on her words.
She nearly blurted she hadn't seen Gracelynn in a long time.
Thus, she immediately corrected herself.
"We... I, we have something going on. It's urgent. I have to go now."
Leaving these words behind, she fled.
Penelope didn't put too much thought into it, but Raelyn knew why. How shameless; who knew just how many people she had lied to!
"Why the rendezvous as soon as she's home?"
Penelope couldn't help murmuring.
"Mom, maybe Eliza has gotten herself a boyfriend. She is all grown up now; you don't have to worry too much."
Raelyn smiled gracefully, and her suggestion stumped Penelope. Yeah, the two girls never met up so frequently in the past. How did she not think of the possibility? Leave it to Raelyn and her wit.
"Oh, that brat! Why wouldn't she tell us? I… She has to let me see what kind of guy he is still!"
Penelope got anxious; this child was simply too naive. After all, she was the second young lady of the Stone family; there'd inevitably be men with ill intentions.
"Relax, mother; I'm just guessing. We can ask her when she comes back later."
Raelyn's calmness eased her mind gadually.
"Okay, we'll ask Eliza when she comes back."
……
Eliza trotted out of the door. The Stone residence wasn't far from the city center; she managed to hail a cab very quickly.
Her heart pounded as she got into the vehicle, wondering if her mother and sister got suspicious when she acted so abnormally.
Sitting jittery, clenching her phone, it wasn't until she didn't receive any calls or texts from home even after a long while that Eliza gradually eased.
She arrived in the city center swiftly. Though it wasn't as hot as in the summers anymore, there weren't many people on the streets at noon.
She settled the fare and alighted the vehicle. She came out early; it was only one-thirty.
Despite her early departure, she saw Gracelynn already sitting inside when she reached Hot Treats Cafe.
However, Eliza was a little hesitant. That was Gracelynn's figure, no doubt, but her haggardness got her doubting.
Gracelynn sat in a corner, looking out the window with a soulless gaze, not even responding when Eliza was close.
Eliza had only wanted to approach her to get a clearer look at first, but the closer she got, the more horrified she became.
Gracelynn didn't grow up filthy rich, but she didn't have to worry about when her next meal would be or not having a roof over her head, and she lived a carefree life too.
Looking at her now, she seemed to have aged in a heartbeat.
Her outfit didn't look good on her, and she didn't wear any makeup at all. In the past, even if she was still heartbroken over her husband's multiple love affairs, she'd still insist on dressing up before leaving her house no matter what.
"Gracelynn."
Eliza called out to her hesitantly, still having a hard time believing.
Gracelynn came back to her senses; her supposedly youthful and exuberant eyes now looked dull and lifeless. Slowly turning her gaze to the direction of the voice, she then smiled, seeing it was Eliza.
"Eliza, you're here."
Hearing her weak voice, Eliza worried that she might actually pass out the next second.
Slowly sitting down next to her, Eliza only thought her throat felt dry.
"You... What happened?"
Hearing her words, Gracelynn immediately burst into tears, choking with sobs.
Eliza had never seen her like this before; she was at a loss of what to do. She couldn't help blaming herself for being too immersed in that... uncertain marriage, neglecting what Gracelynn was going through.
She didn't know what had happened, so she naturally didn't know how to comfort her, only embracing her, patting her back.
Her embrace brought warmth to Gracelynn's bleeding heart, and slowly, she calmed down.
She then mumbled in Eliza's arms.
"Eliza, I'm divorced."
The news shocked Eliza beyond words.
"Gracelynn, why did you... get a divorce?"
She took pains to mention the word 'divorce'.
Gracelynn's husband was their senior. The two of them were so sweet in school that many people envied them, and there was a time they were inseparable after they got married.
Gracelynn fully supported his career at that time, and Eliza had also contributed to it. However, it seemed that a man would change after achieving some success in his career...
It was evident how much Gracelynn loved her husband from how she put up with his constant love affairs. Eliza knew she had always been trying to salvage this relationship.
However, it seemed that being gentle and tolerant could not keep a man's heart. Gracelynn was met with such a significant affair, yet she wasn't by her side when her best friend needed her most.
Eliza dared not imagine how she even managed to overcome it.
"Ever since he brought up the divorce, he became hell-bent. He doesn't come home at all but still sends me the divorce papers every day."
Gracelynn took her time to tell the story after she was more composed.
"One letter a day; I really can't stand it anymore. Sometimes, I really want to just sign my name and give up everything. There's nothing left in this marriage anyway."
"But whenever I pick the pen up, I can't help but put it down again."
"Then, he would send me intimate photos of him with all sorts of women every day."
"I can't believe he forced me like that!"
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