After Divorce I Became A Queen (Aurora and Sion) novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9 Divorce

"What?" stunned, Aurora hesitated and then shook her head, "I don't know."

"Ever since my father passed away, I have barely kept in touch with his students. Actually, Dr Carroll and I aren't familiar with each other. I just happened to encounter him when I went to the hospital for a physical check that day."

While speaking, Aurora was a bit uneasy. After all, she had officially married him while living in the same apartment together.

However, they barely talked much to each other.

Nevaeh nodded and then blinked at her, "I have dined with him a few days ago. Well, somehow I feel like…he still seems to have feelings for me."

Neveah looked a bit expectant, "I wanna recapture his heart."

Aurora felt like speaking something to motivate her out of instinct. However, she somehow felt suffocated.

While staring at Nevaeh's pretty face decorated with strong confidence, she felt like she would grab what she wished for-she believed she could regain Sion's heart as long as she wanted.

Of course, there seemed no reason for him to say no, Aurora reckoned.

Nevaeh was right-Sion did have feelings for her.

As far as Aurora was concerned, Nevaeh had been in the most significant position in Sion's heart for all these years.

Aurora went blank at the thought of that. She stared at those going back and forth in the café, just like those passing strangers in her life.

She found it quite unpleasant to stay even for a few seconds longer.

She suddenly stood up, "Nevaeh, I gotta go to handle some work for my internship. Maybe we can talk again next time."

"Okay." Nevaeh stood up. But then she suddenly asked, "Hey, where are you living? Maybe I can give you a ride."

Nevaeh smiled and added, "I would like to spend more time talking with you."

Aurora smiled awkwardly.

'Well, I am exactly sharing the same apartment with your youth crush.'

Of course, she was not going to tell her the truth.

Aurora then shook her head, "I have never moved my residence. It's gonna be a long detour for you. I don't wanna get you bothered."

As soon as they walked out of the café, Aurora hailed a taxi and went back to Sion's apartment.

Still, she was rather confused about the talk with Nevaeh.

What was her intention?

Did she just want to have someone to talk to?

Or was she trying to feel her out?

But it didn't matter to her now because she had just made up her mind to divorce Sion.

It wouldn't be her concern to think about whether Sion and Nevaeh would like to restart their relationship.

Aurora took out the key to open the door. Then she noticed there was a pair of black shoes on the rack.

She frowned, knowing that he was home.

After changing her shoes, she looked inside. The window shade cloth was pulled aside. Under the warm sunlight shedding on the carpet, Sion was reading a case report about his patient with his hand holding his jaw.

With light shedding on his face in the front, he looked like wearing a golden ray. With his chiselled jawline and captivating eyes, he looked aloof while frowning to contemplate.

Sion turned to look at her after hearing someone coming in. His face remained emotionless, "Welcome home."

Aurora averted her gaze and nodded, "I didn't expect you to return so early today."

"Well…" Sion adjusted his posture and pinched to rub against his brows with his fingers. Below his eyes, there were dark circles, from which conspicuous fatigue could be noticed, "I have been performing surgery for two days overnight. Now since it's finished, I gotta go home to rest."

"Why don't you get some sleep?" as soon as she finished, she somehow regretted it.

Perhaps he didn't want her concern, she reckoned.

Sion fixed his eyes on her to reply, "I will after reading this case report."

"Have you dined already?" he continued to ask.

Aurora nodded, "Yeah. What about you?"

"Me too."

As she sweated a bit, she felt like taking a shower, "I gotta go to the bathroom."

After that, she walked over to the master bedroom.

It used to be Sion's bedroom, which was decorated in a simple style with a wardrobe painted light grey and a bed fair white.

After they got married, he spared his room for her.

But she didn't feel like adding more decoration to it.

Perhaps it was because she never deemed it her place from the bottom of her heart.