The Day I Quit Him (Autumn and Mars) novel Chapter 109

**Chasing Light, Finding Peace – by Rohan Verma**

**Chapter 109**

The air was thick with tension, a palpable energy that crackled like static electricity as Mars stood there, his heart racing from the sting of public humiliation. It was as if the weight of the world had settled on his shoulders, pressing down so hard that he could barely breathe. In that moment of vulnerability, his instinct was to retaliate, to lash out at Autumn, convinced that belittling her would somehow restore the control he so desperately craved amidst the chaotic storm swirling around him.

Autumn, still seething from the earlier confrontation with Lydia, was not about to back down. Her words sliced through the charged atmosphere like a razor, sharp and unforgiving. “You think you can just dictate who comes and who doesn’t? Who the hell do you think you are, Mars?” The power in her voice reverberated through the crowd, silencing the murmurs and drawing every eye to the unfolding drama. Each syllable she uttered felt like a dagger aimed directly at his heart, exposing the deep fractures that had formed in their relationship over time.

In the early days of their partnership, when everything had felt solid and supportive, Autumn had tolerated so much of his arrogance and brashness. Even when his stubbornness had nearly led Cloudbreak Corporation to the brink of disaster, she had gritted her teeth, silently crafting plans to salvage the situation. She had confronted him afterward, her tone steady yet firm, “Don’t let it happen again.” But now, the tables had turned, and he was left grappling with the bitter realization that he had taken her kindness for granted.

When had she morphed into this fierce woman, brimming with resentment? How could she confront him with such icy resolve?

“What the hell does that even mean?!” he barked, his teeth clenched tightly, the sound of his voice echoing ominously in the tense silence that followed.

Shouldn’t she, as his wife, be standing by his side? They were supposed to navigate this ridiculous farce together! Why was she complicating matters further with her accusations?

Autumn met his furious glare with an unsettling calm, a smirk creeping across her face that sent chills down his spine. This was a look he had never witnessed before, one that solidified the realization that her patience had run dry. Her previous indulgence had led him to believe her tolerance for his behavior was infinite, that her love would always provide a safety net. But now, he understood that love, like glass, had its limits, and those boundaries had shattered the moment she uncovered the truth behind his betrayal.

“Are my words any worse than the venom Lydia has been spewing?” she shot back, her voice steady yet charged with conviction. She pointed an accusatory finger at Lydia, who stood cowering in a corner, her face buried in her hands, the embodiment of guilt. “You snatched my invitation to bring Lydia to this auction, and you feel no remorse! Instead, you let her spread vile rumors about me! Mars, whose husband are you, anyway?”

The accusation struck the crowd like a thunderclap, sending ripples of shock through the audience. This was no longer just a personal dispute; it had morphed into a public spectacle, and the onlookers—many of whom recognized Mars and Autumn—watched intently, eager for the climax of this real-life drama.

Mars felt the ground shift beneath him, as if the very foundation of his world was crumbling into dust. He was astounded that Autumn would air their dirty laundry in front of so many people. His mouth fell open, utterly at a loss for words, the reality of the situation crashing down on him like a tidal wave.

As the onlookers began to cast suspicious glances, Lydia emitted a whimper, resorting to her usual theatrics. “I just saw you, my own sister, engrossed in conversation with some ancient man, neglecting Mars entirely! I was merely defending him! How could you say such things about me and even strike me? I know you’ve never liked me… If everyone is going to misunderstand me like this, I might as well just die!”

With that, she lunged toward a stone pillar by the hotel entrance, her intentions shrouded in ambiguity.

“Lydia!” Mars’s voice pierced the air, high-pitched with panic, and without a moment’s hesitation, he threw himself between her and the pillar.

Though Lydia hadn’t genuinely intended to harm herself, the force of a grown adult colliding with something solid was considerable. Mars felt the impact slam into his abdomen, a wave of nausea crashing over him as he let out a dry heave, the color draining from his face.

Lydia should have been concerned for Mars immediately, but her priority was her own reputation. After being “saved,” she merely stood there, concealing her face as tears streamed down her cheeks, the picture of a damsel in distress.

Her actions only fueled the crowd’s disdain for her. Mars had risked himself to protect her, and now he was left in excruciating pain, unable to utter a word. Meanwhile, she continued to cry for herself, painting him as the biggest fool in the room.

Autumn shot a look of utter disgust at the wretched pair. She was about to turn and leave with Mr. King when Mars’s glare locked onto her. “You think you can just walk away after creating this mess?”

Confronted with his relentless accusations, Autumn remained unfazed. “Did I create this mess?”

Mars choked on his words, the weight of the situation crashing down on him like an avalanche.

Recalling that this entire debacle stemmed from his theft of her invitation, he felt a twinge of helplessness creep in, softening his tone. “Alright, Autumn, we’re family. Do you really need to escalate this situation?”

“Your invitation allows you to bring a guest. Just take me and Lydia inside. She’s never experienced an event like this and simply wants to see what it’s like.”

His sheer audacity left Autumn and everyone else in the vicinity reeling.

Mr. King, having grasped the essence of the situation, couldn’t help but interject on Autumn’s behalf. “Mr. Wright, have you not been sleeping well lately?”

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