She Quit Her Family and Found Herself novel Chapter 292

Herbert picked up his phone, answering it as if waking from a dream.

"Mr. Jewell, it's late," Sylvie's voice filtered through the speaker. "Where are you? When are you coming home?"

Hearing her voice through the line gave Herbert a sudden, jarring sense of dissonance.

For the past seven years, the person who made these late-night "when are you coming home" calls had always been Hulda.

The voice on the other end was supposed to be hers.

He adjusted his posture, reaching up to loosen his tie. "Justin and I are out having a few drinks. I'll be back late. Go ahead and sleep, you don't need to wait up for me."

There was a few seconds of heavy silence on the other end before she replied softly, "Alright. Don't drink too much."

Setting his phone down, Herbert leaned back against the sofa. He held his glass loosely, taking a sip every now and then.

Noticing his mood, Justin spoke up in a serious tone. "Herbert, you and Sylvie are together now. She's a good woman. You need to cherish her."

He took another sip. "I know she's good. I'm the one who isn't."

Back then, he had lost control while drunk and crossed a line with Sylvie. It was only right that he took responsibility for her.

Justin's eyes flickered slightly. He patted his friend's shoulder, probing cautiously. "Hulda is in the past. Stop thinking about her."

Just hearing that name seemed to flip a switch inside Herbert.

He downed the rest of his drink in one gulp and slammed the glass onto the table. "I'm not thinking about her. We're divorced. She's nothing more than a stranger to me now."

"Do you actually believe that?" Justin stared at him intently.

Herbert scoffed coldly. "What else is there to believe?"

The woman wouldn't even answer his calls anymore.

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