I didn’t want to listen anymore, so I awkwardly escaped into the bathroom.
*Ten minutes later, Edwin knocked on the door.
The company
has something to attend to, I have to go there first. You go to bed early.”
I nodded.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly spoke up.
“Edwin, if you don’t come back, can I use a Forgiveness Pass?”
I looked at him, with a hint of lingering water shimmer in the corners of my eyes that I hadn’t had time to wipe away.
Edwin’s footsteps paused, then immediately turned around.
“Sure”
Edwin smiled at me, looking relaxed.
“Don’t worry, I will definitely be home before twelve o’clock. You definitely won’t need the Forgiveness Pass.”
Looking at his face, which had not changed much from five years ago, I suppressed the bitterness in my heart and smiled slightly, saying, “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”
There were still
three hours until twelve o’clock.
I hired someone at a high price to help me buy a cake.
Edwin’s assistant, Jerry Poyner, posted a story on Instagram.
He complained that he was still working overtime and that he was the only person left in the entire company.
Edwin sent me a message.
Just arrived at the company, soon went back home.
There were still two hours left until twelve o’clock.
When I was cleaning my photo album, I found a picture of Edwin proposing to me.
With a sudden impulse, I posted an Instagram story.
Unconsciously, we have already been five years.
Edwin replied quickly.
Not just five years.
At the same time, he also sent me a photo of the night view.
“The night was beautiful tonight, and it reminded me of you.”
I did not reply.
Because I knew that the tall buildings in the background of the photo were not near the company, but in the city center.
There was the most romantic restaurant in the city.
Lena also posted an Instagram that only I could see.
You said you married your beloved, but I was the one you liked
In the bottom left corner of the photo, Edwin’s left hand, without a wedding ring, is particularly clear.
There was still one hour left until twelve o’clock.
I nestled on the couch, playing the wedding video on loop, while devouring the cake that was delivered.
I just don’t know why, but the cake became saltier the more I ate.
I thought that I would never like someone again in the future.
It was half an hour before twelve o’clock.
Edwin no longer replied to my messages.
I also consciously stopped bothering and turned to pack my own luggagY.
It was one minute before twelve o’clock.
Itook out the last Forgiveness Pass from the jar and prepared to tear it up.
The front door was suddenly knocked on.
I hesitated for a moment and quickly opened the door.
“Hello, this is the glit that Mr. Gore bought for you. Please sign for it.”
The staff held the jewelry box, being enthusiastic and attentive.
At the same time, Edwin’s message also popped up.
“Sorry, I will be staying
ig at the company tonight. You can use the Forgiveness Pass if you want, and I will bring you your favorite cake when I come home.”
I was about to reply when I accidentally humped into the bookshelf.
The wedding photos, which had been placed on top, fell to the ground with a loud thud after five years.
The glass shards were scattered all over the floor.
The staff was startled and quickly asked me, “Do you need help with cleaning up?
I shook my head and replied on my phone.
“Don’t bring the cake, Edwin. The Forgiveness Pass
Let’s get divorced
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