But none of it mattered anymore.
Elina let out a self-deprecating laugh and mechanically stuffed peanuts into her mouth. The rich, nutty flavor mixed with the saltiness of her tears, spreading across her tongue.
It tasted so bitter it nearly suffocated her.
When Jack and Jaslyn came home, the house was still dark. Normally, no matter how late they came back, Elina would always leave a small light on for them in the living room.
But tonight… Jack frowned. He turned on the lights and glanced upstairs.
The nanny hurried down the stairs, carrying a half-asleep Jaslyn. She hesitated before stealing a glance at Jack.
After a long pause, she finally spoke. "Sir, Mrs. Mansor hasn't come home yet. Maybe you should give her a call?"
"She's not home?" Jack sounded surprised.
"Yeah, she hasn't been back since last night. Mrs. Mansor never used to do this..." the nanny said, sighing softly.
She had seen Elina's silent grievances all too clearly. But those were things a nanny had no place to comment on.
Half-awake, Jaslyn rubbed her eyes and spoke up. "Daddy, is Mommy not coming back? That's great! Can we bring Aunt Elowyn here tomorrow?"
"Take Jaslyn upstairs to bed," Jack said in a low voice, then turned and walked out the door.
In the car, he called Elina's cell phone. "You're still at the hospital?"
"Yeah," her voice on the other end sounded tired.
Jack expected her to explain, but after waiting a while and hearing nothing, he grew annoyed. "You just worked the night shift yesterday."
"So?" Elina had been fast asleep. Her voice still carried a hint of drowsiness, but the words that came out were far sharper than usual. She said, "Did you sign the divorce papers on the table? Once you're done, just have someone send me a copy. I'll be staying at the hospital for a few days."
"Divorce papers?" Jack was stunned. "What are you playing at now?"
"You know I don't use divorce to throw tantrums." Elina's voice remained calm as she continued, "Jack, our marriage was a mistake from the beginning. I won't stand in the way between you and Elowyn anymore. You can have Jaslyn. I only want the money I earned myself."
Jack finally understood. His tone was full of impatience. "Elina, are you really that petty? What's so wrong with Jaslyn being close to Elowyn? And me seeing Elowyn? Last night was just a dinner to celebrate her new job. What are you so worked up about? How can you be so twisted? Why can't you just accept her?"
The same words again. Elina couldn't help but let out a soft, bitter laugh. "Think whatever you want," she replied indifferently, then hung up the phone.
It felt as if every drop of blood had been drained from her body. Elina sat quietly against the headboard, the cold seeping into every inch of her bones.
Her phone buzzed again and again with Jack's texts.
"If you're done making a scene, get back here. You don't find it embarrassing to stay at the hospital? Don't go bothering Elowyn again, or don't blame me for getting nasty."
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Elina didn't reply to a single one. Jack stared at the message thread, his face growing darker by the second. He slammed on the gas and rushed back home.
Sure enough, he found the divorce papers Elina mentioned wedged neatly at the corner of the bedroom desk. Her signature at the bottom was neat and composed, clearly not something done in a moment of impulse.
But why? Didn't she work so hard back then just to marry me?

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