After they boarded the car, Natasha felt that something was amiss and wanted to ask Hannah the reason she insisted on returning home.
Hannah placed her finger on Natasha’s lips. After taking a deep breath, she said, “You know what? My husband loves me the most.”
The heartbroken Natasha replied, “I know, Hannah.”
Shaking her head, Hannah rebuked, “No! You don’t know the things he has done for me!”
Although Natasha couldn’t figure out the reason Hannah had brought up such an odd topic, she kept her concerns to herself and listened to Hannah.
However, Hannah looked out the window and went dead silent halfway through their conversation.
Natasha wasn’t too bothered by Hannah’s behavior because she thought their relationship had improved after Fabian rescued her.
Little did Natasha know, Hannah had found out that she might not be able to conceive for the rest of her life.
When the car pulled over in front of the villa, Hannah’s face puckered in pain. Her body ached just because the car had shaken after it was brought to a halt.
With Natasha’s aid, she then alighted the car. She could finally return home; the house she was supposed to live in with Fabian for the rest of their lives.
The moment she stepped into the foyer, tears streamed down her cheeks as she was overwhelmed by the familiar surroundings. Fabian had decorated the entire place based on her requests. It was her first time here after the renovation, and she was pleasantly surprised.
Hannah requested in a quivering voice, “Bring me to my room.”
Natasha nodded and did as she was told.
The moment Hannah opened the door to her room, the emotions associated with the countless memories she had in the room came flooding out again.
Hannah moved away from Natasha and took a step forward, asking, “Why don’t you return to your room and let me take a short break?”
Natasha, who was right behind Hannah, hesitated when she heard Hannah’s request. After giving it some thought, she nodded and said, “If you need anything, please let me know.”
As Natasha’s room was right next to Hannah’s room, the latter would merely have to raise her volume to reach Natasha.
When Natasha reached the door, Hannah’s muffled voice could be heard, requesting in a sincere manner, “Please keep my return between us for the time being. I’ll tell him when the time comes.”
After a brief pause, Natasha agreed and walked out of Hannah’s room.
Once she returned to her room, she wondered if she should report Hannah’s condition to Fabian because she felt that there was something amiss about her.
All things considered, she decided to drop him a text. Natasha: Mrs. Norton has returned home.
Once she sent the text, she heaved a sigh of relief. Afraid that something might happen to Hannah, she thought it would be better to keep Fabian informed.
Meanwhile, after Natasha left, Hannah sat on the edge of her bed and took out a document that was kept in the drawer of the nightstand.
She guffawed as she held the divorce agreement that was prepared beforehand.
Never would she have thought the thing she prepared after they were married would one day be of use. Initially, she thought she could spend the rest of her life by his side, yet things had taken a turn for the worst.
“It’s going to be fine! Perhaps it’s just another bad joke from God!”
Hannah tried to console herself, yet her eyes started brimming with tears once again.
Gritting her teeth, she looked in the mirror and warned herself, “Hannah, can you stop crying? It’s so annoying!”
She proceeded to place the divorce agreement on the coffee table in the living room. In fact, she had signed the agreement about six months ago.
After she returned to her room, she opened her wardrobe and stuffed some clothes into her backpack.