My CEO HUSBAND sign the divorce novel Chapter 299

Chapter 299: Too harsh

The next few days passed in a blur. Since that night on the balcony, Alexander and I had barely spoken. We only found ourselves in the same room when it was necessary.

The first time the doctors came to examine Aimy while Alexander was at the office, I asked Maria not to call him. I didn’t want to disturb him. He clearly hadn’t appreciated that decision, so after that, I stopped interfering. Whenever the doctors visited, he would leave work, stay until they finished examining Aimy, and then return to the office.

Aimy had almost fully recovered, yet no one would tell me exactly what had happened to her. I had a feeling Alexander knew more than he was saying, which only made me more suspicious. If it wasn’t serious, why keep it from me? Still, I never confronted him about it.

A week had passed since our return to Velaridge City. I had been handling work from the villa, unwilling to let others shoulder my responsibilities simply because I was away. Now that Aimy was better, however, I had begun thinking about returning home.

It was Saturday, and I decided to use the gym downstairs. I woke early, certain that Alexander would have finished his workout and left by then. I pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a cropped sports top. Since the gym was inside the villa, I didn’t bother with a jacket.

I hadn’t stepped into a gym since I found out about my pregnancy until after Aimy was born. During those first few months, I had been uncomfortable in my own skin, convinced that pregnancy had changed my body in ways I would never accept. But Anna had refused to let me wallow. She dragged me to the gym, coaxed me into yoga sessions, and before long, exercising became part of our routine. No matter how busy we were, we always found time for it.

Looking back now, I had to admit that she was right. With consistency, my body had gradually regained its strength and confidence, and working out had become something I genuinely enjoyed.

A few staff members were already cleaning as I made my way down the hall. Just before I reached the gym, I overheard hushed voices around the corner.

"So she really is the boss’s wife."

"No wonder he was so devastated when she left. She’s so gorgeous, and she seems kind, too."

Another voice scoffed. "Kind? She’s still punishing him after all these years. He made a mistake, but she left with his child. The little girl calls him ’Uncle,’ and he just accepts it."

"I feel sorry for him," someone else said. "He’s handsome, wealthy—the kind of man everyone dreams of. Yet he only thinks about his wife. People in Velaridge thought he was losing his mind when she disappeared. He practically tore the city apart looking for her."

"And he still can’t hear his own daughter call him ’Dad.’"

"Yet, have you seen the way he looks at her?"

I turned the corner.

The staff froze, their eyes widening when they saw me. Pretending I had heard nothing, I offered a faint smile.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, ma’am," they chorused.

I nodded and pushed open the gym door, though their words lingered in my mind long after it closed behind me.

I headed straight for the treadmill and stepped onto it, but my mind remained on the conversation I had overheard.

Had Alexander really searched for me that desperately?

Had my leaving affected him that much?

I thought of the lonely figure on the balcony, of the cigarettes and the shadows beneath his eyes.

Was I being too harsh?

And Aimy...

Was I wrong to let her call him Uncle?

But how could I explain to a two-year-old, who had never known her father, that the man she had been calling "Uncle" for the past week was actually her dad?

Lost in my thoughts, I failed to notice how fast I had set the treadmill.

"You’re going to get hurt if you keep daydreaming like that."

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