Vernon blinked his eyes. She was right… But why did feel that something wasn't right?
Can this be done so easily as it just went?
Is he not dreaming?
He pinched his arm under the table to check and he winced in pain.
Okay, he wasn't dreaming.
This was happening.
This was really happening.
Helena agreed to divorce.
Just like that.
"Really? Are you sure?" Vernon asked to be sure.
Helena nodded, "I don't want to be with someone who doesn't want me. It is not like I can't find someone if I leave you, right?"
She casually shrugged.
"But," Helena said again.
Vernon stiffened. (Here comes the but. I knew it was too good to be true. There is no way she would let me go just like that, right?)