Chapter 9

My words seemed to touch something in Nora, and for a moment, her eyes dimmed. But then she comforted herself. 

"What's wrong with wanting to live for myself? I didn't want our daughter to die either. I'm her mother too. " Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes as she spoke, but her current sadness only felt fake to me. 

I didn't want to hear any more of her excuses. "Stop disgusting me! You're not worthy of being a mother. Even if our daughter were still alive, even if you refuse to divorce, I wouldn't let her stay with you. "

Nora gently wiped the corners of her eyes and said quietly, "Maybe we were never meant to be in the same world. "

With that, she walked into our daughter's room and closed the door behind her. 

The hatred I feel over my daughter's death grows stronger every day. To get back at Nora, I stand outside my daughter's room daily, recounting all the ways Nora hurt her. But Nora stays silent, acting like she can't hear me. 

I used to think Nora was completely selfish, but one night, I accidentally heard her sobbing. To me, those tears felt as fake as a wolf's cry. 

The next morning, I found my daughter's room open, but Nora was nowhere to be seen. All that was left was a pool of blood on the floor. It was shocking. 

Then the hospital called, telling me Nora had a miscarriage and asking me to come in. A strange sense of revenge surged in me. Nora had always refused to sign the divorce papers, but since I'm still her legal husband, I had to go to the hospital to handle the paperwork. 

When I got there, Nora looked pale and weak, barely able to speak, but I heard her say, "Ian, I'm sorry. "

I stared at her coldly, saying nothing. She kept talking, almost to herself. 

"When I first heard about our daughter's death, I knew she was gone. I just didn't want to believe it. Taking her ashes was my way of holding onto her. "

"While I was abroad, I thought I had moved on, but coming back home made all the guilt rush back. Living in our daughter's room made it feel like she was still with me. "

"But the guilt only got worse, and I shouldn't have tried to get pregnant again. So, I had an abortion. "

Tears streamed down her face as she spoke. I looked at her calmly and said, "My daughter died because of you, and nothing you do can ever make up for that. I will never forgive you. "

Nora wiped her tears and said, "I don't expect you to forgive me, but at least it makes me feel a little better. "

I replied coldly, "That's just an excuse to comfort yourself. You're still selfish in the end. "

"I've already signed the divorce papers. You can deal with Julian for the medical bills!"

With that, I turned and walked away without looking back.