The Day I Quit Him (Autumn and Mars) novel Chapter 93

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

Lydia sat in her hospital bed, utterly bewildered, struggling to grasp the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her.

“Mars, what is wrong with you?” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with a mix of disbelief and anger.

He was the one who had promised to bring Autumn to care for her, so why was he now directing his fury at her? Wasn’t it his reckless behavior that had led to her injuries in the first place? The shards of glass had pierced her skin so deeply, a painful reminder of his lack of control.

She had gone to great lengths to please him, even hurting herself in the process, and yet here he was, treating her like she was the villain. How could he dare to act this way?

“I…” Mars took a deep breath, his rage dissipating as the weight of responsibility settled on his shoulders.

He realized that the blame rested solely with him. He had failed to navigate the delicate dynamics between the two sisters. Autumn was pregnant, and his reckless actions had put her in jeopardy. A wave of guilt washed over him, especially when he recalled how he had already wronged her regarding the baby.

“I’ll find you the best private nurse,” he promised, his voice softer now. “For now, just focus on recovering here at the hospital.”

Lydia’s heart sank at his words. It felt like a retreat, another instance of him backing down when she needed him most.

This wasn’t the first time he had let her down. He always exuded confidence, only to shatter her hopes time and again.

Clenching her fists tightly, she couldn’t shake the feeling that Autumn was somehow behind this. What kind of spell did that woman cast over him? He had seemed so over her, so why was he suddenly wrapped around her finger again, changing his mind for her whims?

If this continued, her and her mother’s plan to secure their future would go up in flames. That was simply unacceptable.

Before she could secure her place in the Bennett family, she couldn’t allow Mars to dry up like a cash cow.

“But I still have to go to the auction… How am I supposed to go like this?” Lydia’s voice cracked as tears threatened to spill.

A flicker of something crossed Mars’s eyes. Deep down, he knew he didn’t have much money left anyway, and Lydia not attending the auction was actually a blessing in disguise for him.

But he couldn’t voice that thought. Knowing her temper, it would only lead to chaos.

“I’ll buy whatever you want for you,” he offered, trying to placate her.

“But…” Lydia’s frustration boiled over.

The auction was about more than just buying things; it was about presence, about being seen! Could Mars genuinely do that for her?

Seething with anger, she reflected on her impulsive decision to confront him at the club. If she had only held back, she wouldn’t have lost her temper, wouldn’t have ended up in this hospital bed, and wouldn’t have nearly ruined her face.

When it came down to it, all of this was Autumn’s fault. If it weren’t for that Facebook post, she wouldn’t have spiraled into madness.

“Those Facebook posts my sister made… you don’t think she posted them specifically for me to see, do you?”

As she pondered the recent events, a nagging suspicion began to take root in Lydia’s mind.

“Can you see her Facebook feed?” she asked, her voice laced with intrigue.

Mars’s brow furrowed.

In hindsight, her last two outbursts did seem rather uncharacteristic, a stark contrast to her usual demeanor. He opened WhatsApp, curiosity piqued.

Autumn’s Facebook profile was public, and the content appeared ordinary, even mundane. Someone had jokingly commented, asking if they could apply to be the chief secretary at Cloudbreak Corporation.

As he scrolled through her recent posts, he noted that the tone was consistent with her past: emotionally stable and concise.

It was a stark contrast to Lydia’s feed, which was filled with selfies and posts boasting about how wonderful he was to her.

Previously, he had considered it flattering, but now, looking at it, he felt a twinge of shame.

No wonder Autumn felt jealousy; Lydia’s posts were far too provocative.

“There’s nothing wrong with her posts. But you, on the other hand—you need to stop making these suggestive posts. Either delete the old ones or set them to private,” Mars advised, his tone firm.

“Why?” Lydia was taken aback, her heart sinking.

Mars struggled to find the right words. “You don’t actually think it’s glorious to be the other woman, do you?”

“Lydia, promise me, just keep a low profile until your sister safely delivers our baby, okay?”

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