Chloe looked away, refusing to meet his gaze.
The hospital room fell silent. She played a game on her phone, as if everything that had just happened was merely an interlude.
That evening, she returned to Maplewood Gardens and had dinner with her grandmother.
Her grandmother asked, "How is he doing now?"
Chloe said, "He’s in good spirits."
"That’s good." Her grandmother nodded. "Young people are resilient. They bounce back quickly."
Chloe smiled and took out the divorce agreement. "We’ve signed this," she said. "Once he’s fully recovered, we’ll go get our divorce finalized."
A smile spread across her grandmother’s face. "It seems you’ve both come to an agreement about the divorce. That’s good."
"Yes, that’s right."
’At least, that’s how things stand for now.’
’Once this is all over, we’ll dissolve our marriage.’
’But all of this is still a mystery. When will it finally be over?’
’He promised he would help me investigate.’
’And I’m supposed to move back to Jardinelle in the next few days.’
’He’ll be recuperating at Jardinelle.’
Chloe lowered her gaze, her thoughts a tangled mess.
"Mr. Vance?"
Just then, the housekeeper’s voice came from the doorway.
Chloe’s eye twitched. She turned her head and saw Preston Vance standing in the doorway. He wore glasses, his handsome face gentle and kind. "I made some dessert," he said, "and brought it for you and your grandmother to try."
Her grandmother laughed. "Preston, you’re here! Come in, come in."
Preston Vance smiled, walked in, and set the box aside.

Her grandmother gave her a gentle poke. "Oh, you. When have I ever truly scolded you?"
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