Cannot Wait For Him Turning Back novel Chapter 7

That evening, Matthew found himself seated on the cold, unforgiving tiles of the kitchen floor, a solitary figure in the dim light, waiting for dawn to break.

It was a sight he had never before encountered—the sheer weight of defeat draped over him like a heavy cloak.

In days gone by, it mattered little how late he returned home; there would always be a warm glow emanating from the living room, a beacon of hope, a sign that he was expected.

Someone would invariably be perched on the couch, their presence a silent promise that he was not alone.

Now, that comforting reality had vanished, leaving behind a haunting emptiness that echoed through the vast halls of the house.

The once-bustling home felt like a cavernous shell, and he was the only soul left to await the arrival of the sun.

As the first light of morning filtered through the windows, Matthew made no effort to change out of his rumpled clothes. He felt as if he were moving through a dream, and with a heavy heart, he headed straight to the office.

Upon entering, he was greeted by an unsettling sight: his desk had been stripped bare, leaving behind an unsettling clarity.

The surface gleamed with an almost sterile cleanliness that made his stomach churn.

A thin stack of papers lay in the center, waiting silently, like a Pandora’s box that had been sealed tight.

With trembling fingers, he reached out and began to sift through the document. A bold line of text leapt out at him, a stark reminder of the reality he was facing.

[Both parties acknowledge that due to irreconcilable differences, the marriage has broken down with no chance of reconciliation.]

[After mutual agreement, both parties consent to a divorce and have signed the following terms…]

[Husband: Matthew Grant]

[Wife: Whitney Langley]

“So, you really do plan to leave me,” he murmured, the words escaping his lips like a confession.

A bitter smile crept onto his face, but his eyes betrayed him, shimmering with unshed tears.

He had entertained thoughts of leaving many times, but he never envisioned that it would be Whitney who would take the initiative to sever their ties.

The realization struck him with a jolt: he was the one who had clung to the past, unable to let go.

With renewed determination, Matthew seized the divorce agreement and pivoted on his heel.

He was bound for Australia—he needed answers, clarity, and perhaps a chance to confront the woman who had once held his heart.

How could she just disappear without a trace, especially after he had been the one to reach out to her first?

The more he pondered this, the quicker his pace became, fueled by a mixture of anger and desperation.

His expression darkened as he stepped outside, where the chill of the morning air bit at his skin. In his hurried stride, he collided with a woman enveloped in a cloud of overpowering perfume.

“Mr. Grant? Where are you headed in such a rush?” she inquired, her tone laced with mock concern.

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