Billionaire's Regret: Losing Me And Our Son - Chapter 61: Chapter 61
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Netizens who didn't know the truth accused me of being a shameless slut. They praised Quinn for his wise decision of divorcing me. They cursed me and hoped that I would die in a car accident.
I sat in my seat, shocked. My eyes started to lose focus as I stared at my phone screen.
I initially believed that when the Madden Group's PR department announced my divorce with Quinn, they would come up with a decent reason for the sake of the company's stock price.
To my dismay, Quinn pushed me into the abyss of condemnation without giving me a heads up.
"Natalia, are you alright?" Shirley's voice pulled me back to reality.
I stared at her blankly. I gapped, wanting to tell her that I was fine, but no words came to mind.
"Let's go to the car first." Shirley escorted me out of the cafe.
In the underground parking lot, we sat in the car. Shirley patted my shoulder and comforted me, saying, "Don't overthink things. Divorce is not a big deal. You are in control of your life. You're still young. You still have a long way to go."
I nodded and forced myself to smile. I said, "Yes, I know. Actually, Quinn and I have been divorced for a long time. I just didn't expect him to make it public so suddenly. I wasn't prepared for it."
I added, "Mrs. Smith, others might think badly of you if they spot you hanging out with me now. I'll send you home first." My hands that were holding the steering wheel were trembling.
My mind was filled with what Quinn had said to me.
He had indeed told me before that I had no right to decide everything. He had the right to decide when our divorce would be made public.
Since he loathed me so much, of course he would have ended our marriage in the cruelest way possible.
Why was I so sad? I thought I had everything figured out.
Shirley suggested, "I'll drive and send you home first."
Shirley could tell that I was in a bad state of mind, so she switched places with me.
Her driving skills were good, and the car moved steadily.
Along the way, I tilted my head and looked out of the car window in silence.
Shirley was focused on driving and looked straight ahead. She whispered, "Natalia, I have something to tell you."
I turned to look at her.
Her gaze was firm and sincere. She said earnestly, "Ending a chapter of your life is painful, but this pain also represents a new beginning. When you feel unhappy in a relationship, you should take the initiative to end it. Only then will you have a chance to regain your happiness. In the future, you will be grateful for how brave you are now."
Stunned, I felt a lump in my throat. Tears rolled down my cheeks uncontrollably.
Shirley stopped the car by the roadside and pulled me into her arms. She patted my back gently and said, "Silly child, cry to your heart's content. After today, you'll no longer cry for someone unworthy of you."
I leaned into her arms and bawled my eyes out.
Quinn, this was the last time I would cry for you.
Two hours later, I said goodbye to Shirley and returned to my apartment alone.
I glanced at the countless messages and missed calls on my phone and decided to turn off my phone.
I slept until dawn. I collected myself and vowed to live for Benedict and myself from now on.
I turned on my phone, and the call from Aiden came in right then.
"Aiden, I'm fine." I answered the call with a grin and spoke first.
On the other end of the phone, Aiden was momentarily stunned before replying, "I know you're fine. Rose asked me to invite you out for a drink tonight at the care home. She's cooking tonight. Are you coming?"
"Of course. I miss Benedict too," I replied readily, feeling warm inside.
I knew they wouldn't rest their worries until they checked on me in person.
I sat in my seat, shocked. My eyes started to lose focus as I stared at my phone screen.
I initially believed that when the Madden Group's PR department announced my divorce with Quinn, they would come up with a decent reason for the sake of the company's stock price.
To my dismay, Quinn pushed me into the abyss of condemnation without giving me a heads up.
"Natalia, are you alright?" Shirley's voice pulled me back to reality.
I stared at her blankly. I gapped, wanting to tell her that I was fine, but no words came to mind.
"Let's go to the car first." Shirley escorted me out of the cafe.
In the underground parking lot, we sat in the car. Shirley patted my shoulder and comforted me, saying, "Don't overthink things. Divorce is not a big deal. You are in control of your life. You're still young. You still have a long way to go."
I nodded and forced myself to smile. I said, "Yes, I know. Actually, Quinn and I have been divorced for a long time. I just didn't expect him to make it public so suddenly. I wasn't prepared for it."
I added, "Mrs. Smith, others might think badly of you if they spot you hanging out with me now. I'll send you home first." My hands that were holding the steering wheel were trembling.
My mind was filled with what Quinn had said to me.
He had indeed told me before that I had no right to decide everything. He had the right to decide when our divorce would be made public.
Since he loathed me so much, of course he would have ended our marriage in the cruelest way possible.
Why was I so sad? I thought I had everything figured out.
Shirley suggested, "I'll drive and send you home first."
Shirley could tell that I was in a bad state of mind, so she switched places with me.
Her driving skills were good, and the car moved steadily.
Along the way, I tilted my head and looked out of the car window in silence.
Shirley was focused on driving and looked straight ahead. She whispered, "Natalia, I have something to tell you."
I turned to look at her.
Her gaze was firm and sincere. She said earnestly, "Ending a chapter of your life is painful, but this pain also represents a new beginning. When you feel unhappy in a relationship, you should take the initiative to end it. Only then will you have a chance to regain your happiness. In the future, you will be grateful for how brave you are now."
Stunned, I felt a lump in my throat. Tears rolled down my cheeks uncontrollably.
Shirley stopped the car by the roadside and pulled me into her arms. She patted my back gently and said, "Silly child, cry to your heart's content. After today, you'll no longer cry for someone unworthy of you."
I leaned into her arms and bawled my eyes out.
Quinn, this was the last time I would cry for you.
Two hours later, I said goodbye to Shirley and returned to my apartment alone.
I glanced at the countless messages and missed calls on my phone and decided to turn off my phone.
I slept until dawn. I collected myself and vowed to live for Benedict and myself from now on.
I turned on my phone, and the call from Aiden came in right then.
"Aiden, I'm fine." I answered the call with a grin and spoke first.
On the other end of the phone, Aiden was momentarily stunned before replying, "I know you're fine. Rose asked me to invite you out for a drink tonight at the care home. She's cooking tonight. Are you coming?"
"Of course. I miss Benedict too," I replied readily, feeling warm inside.
I knew they wouldn't rest their worries until they checked on me in person.
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