His "True Love" Was Fake... So Was My Corpse, Sucker! - Chapter 90: Chapter 90
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"January 2020. This is the first time someone accompanied me on New Year's Eve, but I'm not happy at all because he brought me to the same place where he confessed his love to his true love."
"September 1, 2021. Our wedding anniversary. I'm still not happy because he chose the same venue where his true love got married."
"August 2024. His true love has returned to the country. I know it's time for me to leave..."
The thick diary documented a girl's five-year marriage.
It showed how her initial longing and hope for marriage gradually transformed into heartbreak and despair.
During those nights when he left her for Victoria, she sat under dim light, slowly recording her pain in her diary.
A suffocating atmosphere filled the entire room. James felt as though someone was squeezing his heart, making him barely breathe.
He could almost see a woman with tears streaming down her face, pen in hand, meticulously describing her unfortunate marriage on those pages.
Outside the window, the setting sun gradually disappeared behind the clouds, and countless stars began to emerge.
Under the lamplight, the man's slender fingers turned to the last page of the diary.
"August 31, 2024. The night before our anniversary, I've decided to leave. James Foster, I don't want you anymore."
With a soft splash, a teardrop fell onto the page, blurring the words.
He suddenly touched his face, only then realizing he had been crying.
That night, the lights in their bedroom stayed on until dawn.
When Ellie saw him the next day, she barely recognized him.
The man before her was pale, his eyes bloodshot, with dark stubble covering his chin.
When he looked at her, his eyes were filled with nothing but guilt.
A servant nearby nodded to greet him, then continued addressing Ellie.
"Madam, your room is this way."
Although they were divorced, to protect Mr. Foster Senior from the truth, Mr. and Mrs. Foster hadn't revealed their divorce to anyone.
So the uninformed servants still called her "Madam."
This form of address inexplicably warmed his heart, as if they were back to the time before their divorce.
Remembering the diary from last night, his eyes darkened again. Just as he was about to call out to her, Ellie's bedroom door closed in his face.
"Tch."
James let out a bitter laugh.
In the days that followed, all the servants noticed that James seemed like a completely different person.
The first to notice this change was the butler who had moved with them from the villa.
In his memory, the young master would always leave home before dawn.
And he would return very late, often drunk.
Sometimes, to visit Victoria abroad, he wouldn't come home for months.
But now, every morning the butler would find him sitting at the breakfast table.
He showed no intention of leaving, even until Ellie came downstairs.
If the servants found it strange, Ellie found it even more uncomfortable.
Since returning to the family home, James was the person she saw most frequently.
She couldn't understand where he found so much free time to stay at home all day, his gaze constantly following her. It made her incredibly uncomfortable.
After returning from the hospital, she had planned to go back to Australia.
But Mrs. Foster told her that Mr. Foster Senior's health had been deteriorating lately, and he might not have many years left.
The elderly Mr. Foster loved nothing more than having the whole family together, creating a lively atmosphere.
So Mrs. Foster begged her to stay at the family home a while longer.
She also promised Ellie that apart from pretending in front of Mr. Foster Senior, no one would interfere with whatever else she wanted to do.
If she found James annoying, Mrs. Foster could also ask her husband to send him away.
Remembering how the elderly Mr. Foster had warmly given her a red envelope when they first met, Ellie's heart softened.
She decided to stay at the Foster residence a little longer.
Mrs. Foster immediately had the servants prepare a room for her.
Perhaps because of the divorce, Ellie's attitude now was completely different from before.
She ate what she wanted and drank what she pleased.
When she had nothing to do, she would hold hands with Mrs. Foster and go shopping at the mall.
The only thing she found uncomfortable was how James kept looking at her with guilty eyes. Each time, it gave her goosebumps.
So whenever she encountered him, she pretended not to see him.
As a result, from the time they returned to the country until now, he hadn't managed to speak a single word to her.
"September 1, 2021. Our wedding anniversary. I'm still not happy because he chose the same venue where his true love got married."
"August 2024. His true love has returned to the country. I know it's time for me to leave..."
The thick diary documented a girl's five-year marriage.
It showed how her initial longing and hope for marriage gradually transformed into heartbreak and despair.
During those nights when he left her for Victoria, she sat under dim light, slowly recording her pain in her diary.
A suffocating atmosphere filled the entire room. James felt as though someone was squeezing his heart, making him barely breathe.
He could almost see a woman with tears streaming down her face, pen in hand, meticulously describing her unfortunate marriage on those pages.
Outside the window, the setting sun gradually disappeared behind the clouds, and countless stars began to emerge.
Under the lamplight, the man's slender fingers turned to the last page of the diary.
"August 31, 2024. The night before our anniversary, I've decided to leave. James Foster, I don't want you anymore."
With a soft splash, a teardrop fell onto the page, blurring the words.
He suddenly touched his face, only then realizing he had been crying.
That night, the lights in their bedroom stayed on until dawn.
When Ellie saw him the next day, she barely recognized him.
The man before her was pale, his eyes bloodshot, with dark stubble covering his chin.
When he looked at her, his eyes were filled with nothing but guilt.
A servant nearby nodded to greet him, then continued addressing Ellie.
"Madam, your room is this way."
Although they were divorced, to protect Mr. Foster Senior from the truth, Mr. and Mrs. Foster hadn't revealed their divorce to anyone.
So the uninformed servants still called her "Madam."
This form of address inexplicably warmed his heart, as if they were back to the time before their divorce.
Remembering the diary from last night, his eyes darkened again. Just as he was about to call out to her, Ellie's bedroom door closed in his face.
"Tch."
James let out a bitter laugh.
In the days that followed, all the servants noticed that James seemed like a completely different person.
The first to notice this change was the butler who had moved with them from the villa.
In his memory, the young master would always leave home before dawn.
And he would return very late, often drunk.
Sometimes, to visit Victoria abroad, he wouldn't come home for months.
But now, every morning the butler would find him sitting at the breakfast table.
He showed no intention of leaving, even until Ellie came downstairs.
If the servants found it strange, Ellie found it even more uncomfortable.
Since returning to the family home, James was the person she saw most frequently.
She couldn't understand where he found so much free time to stay at home all day, his gaze constantly following her. It made her incredibly uncomfortable.
After returning from the hospital, she had planned to go back to Australia.
But Mrs. Foster told her that Mr. Foster Senior's health had been deteriorating lately, and he might not have many years left.
The elderly Mr. Foster loved nothing more than having the whole family together, creating a lively atmosphere.
So Mrs. Foster begged her to stay at the family home a while longer.
She also promised Ellie that apart from pretending in front of Mr. Foster Senior, no one would interfere with whatever else she wanted to do.
If she found James annoying, Mrs. Foster could also ask her husband to send him away.
Remembering how the elderly Mr. Foster had warmly given her a red envelope when they first met, Ellie's heart softened.
She decided to stay at the Foster residence a little longer.
Mrs. Foster immediately had the servants prepare a room for her.
Perhaps because of the divorce, Ellie's attitude now was completely different from before.
She ate what she wanted and drank what she pleased.
When she had nothing to do, she would hold hands with Mrs. Foster and go shopping at the mall.
The only thing she found uncomfortable was how James kept looking at her with guilty eyes. Each time, it gave her goosebumps.
So whenever she encountered him, she pretended not to see him.
As a result, from the time they returned to the country until now, he hadn't managed to speak a single word to her.
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