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Story: Reborn To Let Go
Now that I was going to university, there would be a lot of expenses, so every penny needed to be carefully planned.
I looked up at him and said calmly, “I remember a few days ago, I gave you money to buy wedding supplies. You didn’t seem to purchase anything. Give me my money back.
He froze before awkwardly explaining, “That money… I’ve already bought leather shoes for Juliette with it.”
I couldn’t help but curl my lip; the story was so predictable.
“Well, if there’s nothing else, I’ll close the door. “I want to sleep.”
“I’ll give you the money tomorrow.” His tone was irritated. “We’re husband and wife. Do you really have to be so petty?”
I couldn’t help but snort coldly: “So, after you spend my hard-earned money on something else, I can’t even be annoyed?”
Despite knowing he was in the wrong, he stubbornly muttered, “You’re so unreasonable.”
I couldn’t be bothered to argue anymore and slammed the door shut.
Over the next few days, I sold some worthless possessions, mementos from my previous life that had once held meaning but now appeared to be nothing more than cheap junk.
I packed everything up and sold it to a scrap dealer for a pittance.
That afternoon, while I was still packing, Silas appeared in front of me with some money.
He stiffly replied, “Here’s your money.”
I accepted the money and nodded, “Thanks.”
He looked at me with mixed emotions, his gaze falling on my packed luggage. “I plan to bring Juliette with me to the capital. “You don’t have to pack.”
I didn’t stop packing and just nodded; he seemed surprised by my attitude and appeared uneasy. “What’s wrong with you lately? “You are like a completely different person.”
I turned around impatiently, wanting to avoid any complications.
Silas didn’t love me, but if he discovered Juliette’s name on the marriage licence, he might divorce her and marry me for her sake. I didn’t want to be involved with this despicable couple anymore.
“Nothing. I just want to organise my belongings so I can return to the countryside after you visit the capital.”
He sighed with relief and explained, “It’s not that I don’t want you to come along. Juliette has never seen the capital and wishes to visit. “I’ll get you there in a few months.”
In my previous life, he never sent for me for eight years, and it wasn’t until Juliette married a high-ranking general’s son in the capital that he brought me there in despair.
He seemed uneasy as he watched me. Normally, when we were alone, I would talk his ear off about anything and everything, but now that I was barely speaking, he appeared on edge.
“Haven’t you always wanted to take wedding photos? Let’s go to the photography studio tomorrow.”
That would not work for me because I had planned to buy university supplies tomorrow. Just as I was about to make an excuse, Juliette walked in and hugged Silas’ arm.
“Silas, which photo studio? I also want to take pictures.”
Silas smiled and patted Juliette’s head. “Sure, we’ll all go together tomorrow.”
“You two, go ahead. “I have something to do tomorrow.”
Silas frowned, “What could be more important than photographing weddings?””
“Let’s take the photos first, and then I’ll go shopping with you.” His tone was firm, leaving no room for refusal.
Juliette pouted playfully. “Exactly! Elara, you’re not avoiding this because of me, right?”
I didn’t want to argue further and agreed to leave.
I looked up at him and said calmly, “I remember a few days ago, I gave you money to buy wedding supplies. You didn’t seem to purchase anything. Give me my money back.
He froze before awkwardly explaining, “That money… I’ve already bought leather shoes for Juliette with it.”
I couldn’t help but curl my lip; the story was so predictable.
“Well, if there’s nothing else, I’ll close the door. “I want to sleep.”
“I’ll give you the money tomorrow.” His tone was irritated. “We’re husband and wife. Do you really have to be so petty?”
I couldn’t help but snort coldly: “So, after you spend my hard-earned money on something else, I can’t even be annoyed?”
Despite knowing he was in the wrong, he stubbornly muttered, “You’re so unreasonable.”
I couldn’t be bothered to argue anymore and slammed the door shut.
Over the next few days, I sold some worthless possessions, mementos from my previous life that had once held meaning but now appeared to be nothing more than cheap junk.
I packed everything up and sold it to a scrap dealer for a pittance.
That afternoon, while I was still packing, Silas appeared in front of me with some money.
He stiffly replied, “Here’s your money.”
I accepted the money and nodded, “Thanks.”
He looked at me with mixed emotions, his gaze falling on my packed luggage. “I plan to bring Juliette with me to the capital. “You don’t have to pack.”
I didn’t stop packing and just nodded; he seemed surprised by my attitude and appeared uneasy. “What’s wrong with you lately? “You are like a completely different person.”
I turned around impatiently, wanting to avoid any complications.
Silas didn’t love me, but if he discovered Juliette’s name on the marriage licence, he might divorce her and marry me for her sake. I didn’t want to be involved with this despicable couple anymore.
“Nothing. I just want to organise my belongings so I can return to the countryside after you visit the capital.”
He sighed with relief and explained, “It’s not that I don’t want you to come along. Juliette has never seen the capital and wishes to visit. “I’ll get you there in a few months.”
In my previous life, he never sent for me for eight years, and it wasn’t until Juliette married a high-ranking general’s son in the capital that he brought me there in despair.
He seemed uneasy as he watched me. Normally, when we were alone, I would talk his ear off about anything and everything, but now that I was barely speaking, he appeared on edge.
“Haven’t you always wanted to take wedding photos? Let’s go to the photography studio tomorrow.”
That would not work for me because I had planned to buy university supplies tomorrow. Just as I was about to make an excuse, Juliette walked in and hugged Silas’ arm.
“Silas, which photo studio? I also want to take pictures.”
Silas smiled and patted Juliette’s head. “Sure, we’ll all go together tomorrow.”
“You two, go ahead. “I have something to do tomorrow.”
Silas frowned, “What could be more important than photographing weddings?””
“Let’s take the photos first, and then I’ll go shopping with you.” His tone was firm, leaving no room for refusal.
Juliette pouted playfully. “Exactly! Elara, you’re not avoiding this because of me, right?”
I didn’t want to argue further and agreed to leave.