My Unexpected Marriage to the CEO: A Sweet Second Chance Chapter 26 by Pumpkin Witch. “What do you think you’re doing here? I said I wouldn’t divorce you. I didn’t even want to look at him. I just passed him by, and walked into the alley. “I’m just here to take back what belongs to me,” Shane said from behind me. Truthfully, I thought he was here to talk about the divorce. When I heard what he said, I stopped in my tracks, turned around, and looked at him with amusement. “What belongs to you?”. “Before we got married, I remember that I bought you a new pot, and an electric fan. Shane looked quite embarrassed when he spoke. Perhaps he now realized just how shameless he was being. At this moment, I had finally understood that two years was nowhere near enough to know someone well. It was all so ridiculous!. “Right. You also bought a thermos bottle. Take them all if you want. Seeing them just upsets me. ” Having said that, I opened the door to let him in, so that he could take what he said belonged to him. He was so utterly shameless that he didn’t even let go of a measly umbrella. I pointed at the faucet in the bathroom and said, “You bought that one as well, right? Want to remove it and take it with you?. Shane didn’t respond to that. It took him two trips to take out all of his stuff. Before he left, he asked me, “When are you going through the divorce formalities with me?”. I sneered, “Don’t you understand human language? Did I not already say that I won’t divorce you?”. Shane frowned at me. “Eveline, delaying it any longer won’t do you or me, any good. After that day, he called me alm ost every single day. I was so an noyed that I turned off my phone

A week later, one of my colleagues in the hospital came to me, and told me a piece of bad news that finally broke my spirit. My mot her ha d died. I rushed out of the alley and ran to the hospital as fast as my legs could carry me. Not far away, I saw a car pull over in front of me. It was Derek. He then drove m e all the way t o the hospital. Upon my arrival, the docto r told me that my mother d ied at six in the morning, . Her condition suddenly got worse last night, but the staff of the hospital couldn’t get through to me. They spoke to Shane this morning and found out my current address:. During that time, my mother’s corpse was covered with a thin white cloth, which separated her fr om the world of the living, and by extension, me. I dropped to my knees, crawling hopelessly to the bed. The pain made me lose my mind. I repeatedly h it my head against the bed, crying at the top of my . lu ng s. “Mom! I’m so sorr y. I’m so sorry, M om! I failed you!” . The doctors and nurses who knew me pretended to comfort me, but in re ality, they were enjoying the show. Suddenly, a firm hand pulle d my shoulder, preventing me from hitting my head again. He didn’t say anythin g, but he held onto me as tight as he could. On the day my mother was buried, I knelt before her tombstone for what seemed like forever, and refused to leave, even when it started raining. All the while, Derek just stood behind me in. silence, holding up an umbrella for me. “How long are you going to keep kneeling there?” he asked. I could barely hea r the sound of his voice because of how noisy the rain was. I didn’t answer him. Truthfully, I didn’t know for how long I would keep kneeling. All I knew was that even if I knelt until my legs be came limp, I would never stop feeling guilty over my mother’s death. Soon, dusk was approaching and the rain was getting heavier

Suddenly, Derek threw away the umbrella and picked me up. It wasn’t until my face was against his chest that I realized that he was soaking wet. He then put me in hi s car, and fastened the seatbelt for me. While he was driving, neither of us spoke. I held onto my mother’s portrait during the entire journey, as if I were holding onto the whole world. The sound of rain drippi ng over the car window w as so loud that to me, it . Clihpter 26 2011 s eemed like it could destroy the world. I told him t hat I wanted to go home. My voice was hoarse and lifeless; probably because I hadn’t spoken for a long time. Upon hearing me, Derek frowned. He turned the steering wheel with one ha nd and took out a cigarette with the other. But for some reason, he put it back . When we arrived at the entrance of the alley, it rained even harder. Derek had thrown away the only umbrella w e had earlier, so we had to stay in the car for a while. My eyes peered through the rai n-riddled car window and focus ed into the depths of the alley . Perhaps because of the ambience and the scenery, I suddenly recalled m any things that happened in my past. Back then, I came in and out of this same alley every day. My mother would send me out each morning, and would open the door for me and take my schoolbag each night. Although we. Chagur 26 weren’t rich at the time, we lived a full and happy life. But such happy days did not last long. Perhaps because of that reason, they stayed in my heart and became an unforgettable memory that could never be restored again. Some people said that parents were the only ones who asked n othing in return for their love and devotion. And unfortunat ely for me, I would never again experience this kind of love. Derek must’ve noticed that I was shaking violently, so he unfastened his seatbelt, and then he leaned over to u nfasten mine. Afterwards, he locked me into his embrace