Chapter 9
HAZEL
Austin stared at the documents and then at me.
“Are you sure about this?”
I knew what he was asking about.
He meant if I was certain about giving him J&G Group as well.
“I might as well give it to you. You’ve been stealing all my clients for years. If I don’t give it to you, the company might end up going bankrupt anyway.”
He looked surprised to hear that.
“You think I didn’t know? Just because I said nothing about it doesn’t mean that I wasn’t aware. I just overlooked a lot of things because I love you.”
I handed him a pen.
“Sign it. Sign it and you’ll be free from me.”
He looked hesitant for a moment and I thought he wouldn’t sign it.
But he did.
It felt as if a sharp blade had slashed through my heart, choking me with pain.
Why did I expect him not to sign when this was what he’s always wanted?
“I’ll let Tristan handle the divorce procedure and the share transfer will go to you once the lawyers have completed the procedure.”
I took the papers from him and stuffed them into my bag.
I turned away from him trying to pretend as if I wasn’t affected by the divorce.
I got my bag and left the house.
As I walked out of the villa, I suddenly spat out blood.
I stared in horror at the blood.
Was the cancer spreading already?
Despite being in a critical condition, I had pretty much accepted my fate.
Austin and I were no longer married.
He could properly manage my family’s business.
I think it was okay for me to accept my death now.
Though I knew in my heart that this was the best outcome for me, but for some reason, my heart hurt.
I felt so hurt that it felt as though my heart had been torn out from my body.
In addition, I felt empty.
I didn’t return to the house I shared with Austin.
We were divorced so we needed to live apart from now on.
"Take this and complete the procedure as soon as possible. You must hand over the divorce certificate to Austin personally!"
“Also, pack up my previous residence and return it to him as well."
“Do look for Austin for the company's matters in the future..."
I called Tristan, made all the necessary arrangements, turned off my phone, and then began living music own life.
I had eaten and slept at my family's house for an unknown number of days now, maybe weeks, I had no idea how long I had been indoors waiting for my death, I did know that I had taken all of the doctor's prescribed medication.
I knew I was going to die but I didn’t want a painful death so I have to get those medications.
I came to the hospital to pick up my medication with the intention of going home to lie down and sleep again, as I was extremely sleepy all the time and couldn't seem to stay awake. As I was about to leave after picking up mu medication, two recognizable figures suddenly appeared in my line of sight.
“Austin, I feel cold!" Sophia’s face was pale, and she was still wearing a hospital gown.
In the next second, Austin held her in his arms. "What about now?"
“I'm much better.” Charlotte smiled happily. "Austin, I’m so blessed to have you."
He did not say anything and just looked at her gently. He had never given such tenderness to me.
I could not stand it and I raised the car window, and that was when I heard Sophia say, "The doctor examined me today and said that my transplanted heart is doing okay, there's not a bit of rejection, and I'll be able to leave the hospital after two more tests."
“That’s good to hear.”Austin responded with obvious joy.
“Austin, when I get better, we'll get married, okay?" Sophia tilted her head to look at Austin, her eyes filled with love.
“I can’t wait.” Austin nodded.
My heart ached once more, even though Austin was no longer with me. However, learning that he was getting married to someone else still made my heart ache so intensely that I slumped over the steering wheel, unable to move.
“Hazel ?" someone called out to me after lord knows how long.
I struggled to lift my head, only to see a somewhat unfamiliar face in front of me,
“You are?" As I asked, my gaze shifted to where Austin and Sophia had been just a moment ago, and where they had long since vanished.
“Xavier Gordon, two months ago, we had dinner together," said the man in his thirties maybe, dressed in an extremely formal suit, I didn’t find him that attractive.
I nodded. "President..."
"Are you feeling okay?" He asked.
I knew I looked a mess right now.
“I'm fine, I didn't get enough sleep last night." I told a lie.
Xavier’s gaze was fixed on the medicine bag I had thrown in the passenger seat at this point.
And I noticed it. Being caught lying was a little uncomfortable.
“President, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first," I said with a gentle smile.
"Wait a minute!"
"What's the matter?"
"Miss Garcia, I’d like to take you out for lunch.”
