The Last Time I Loved Him (Autumn and Ryan)
Chapter 41

Chapter 8

When I opened my eyes, a white ceiling came into view.

Theodore was slumped over the side of the bed, eyes closed. It was Theodore who had saved me after all-I hadn't misheard.

This was the second time he'd come to my aid. Why was it that, whenever I was in trouble, it was always Theodore who showed up? Meanwhile, my husband Stephen was nowhere to be found.

I tried to sit up and move my stiff arms, but as soon as I shifted, Theodore woke up.

"Are you okay? Any discomfort?" he asked, his gaze filled with genuine concern and worry - something I'd never seen in Stephen's eyes.

"I'm fine. I owe you again, Theodore. Thank you."

He helped me sit up, teasing slightly, "Why not call me 'brother' anymore?"

I smiled, but replied seriously, "Soon, that won't be the case.

Stephen and I are getting divorced."

He paused for a moment, then replied with a quiet "Mm," as if affirming my decision. For a moment, I thought I saw a faint smile lift the corners of his mouth, and even the tension in his brow seemed to ease.

After a checkup, the doctor said I could be discharged. The first thing I did was meet with a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement.

I wanted nothing from Stephen- just the divorce.

Back home, I packed my things. There wasn't much; after three years, all that belonged to me here was a few items of clothing. I placed the divorce agreement on the coffee table, along with the house keys and my wedding ring.

While waiting for my flight, the television on the wall played a news report: "Actress Ophelia gave birth to a son yesterday and also announced her new boyfriend, who is.."

As I boarded the plane, I thought Stephen would be happy-he could finally be with the one he truly loved without any barriers.

And as for me, I was ready to start a life that truly belonged to me.