Remarried After I Secretly Divorced the CEO novel Chapter 7

Autumn had been reading for a while when a familiar wave of stomach discomfort crept in.

She grabbed her cup and headed downstairs to get some water.

At the top of the stairs, she ran into Julian, who was putting on his jacket.

He glanced at her and said, "Something came up at the office. I have to head back in."

Noticing the way she was holding her stomach, her face tight with pain, he asked offhandedly, "What’s wrong with you now?"

Autumn forced a slight smile. "Nothing, just my usual stomach problem acting up again."

Julian frowned, barely perceptibly, then replied, "I’ve got urgent work. I don’t have time to play along with you right now."

Every time he left, Autumn would conveniently complain about stomach pain, as if trying to make him stay.

She’d done it so many times, he no longer believed a word of it.

Autumn froze for a second.

What did he mean by that?

Did he think she was faking it?

She let out a bitter laugh.

Her stomach hurt, but now her heart ached even more.

She should’ve known better than to say anything.

Here she was, nearly doubled over in pain, and Julian still thought she was putting on a show.

This was the man she had loved for all these years.

She wanted to ask—if she really had stomach cancer and was dying, would he feel even the slightest bit of pain for her?

But she already knew the answer.

Judging by the way he treated her now, Autumn was certain that even if she died right in front of him, he’d probably assume she was faking it.

He’d step around her body without blinking, then take Luna out on a date.

Autumn shook her head, trying to push the thoughts away.

It didn’t matter anymore.

The divorce was already in its cooling-off period.

One more month, and she’d finally be free.

Everything was moving in the right direction.

After Julian left, Autumn popped a pill into her mouth and downed a full glass of warm water.

The pain slowly began to ease.

Back in her room, she shut the laptop and climbed into bed.

The next morning was Saturday.

Autumn was jolted awake by her phone ringing.

Glancing at the screen, she saw it was a call from her grandmother, Ginny Gale.

On the other end came Ginny’s slightly weathered voice.

"Autumn, are you coming home today?"

Still half-asleep, Autumn was momentarily dazed.

Oh, right.

She remembered now.

She usually went home twice a month on her days off.

The timing was never fixed, and she only went when she was free, so her grandmother would call every time to check whether she was coming.

But aside from Ginny, the rest of the Lewis family clearly didn’t want her around.

She was well aware of that.

Autumn let out a yawn. "Grandma, I happen to be free today. I’ll come by in a bit."

Hearing that, Ginny’s voice instantly brightened. "Great! I’ll have Irene make all your favorite dishes."

After hanging up, Autumn glanced at the time.

It was only 7:10 a.m.

Thinking it was still early, Autumn ran a hand through her messy hair, then flopped back into bed and dozed off for a bit longer before finally tossing off the covers and getting up.

By the time she washed up and headed downstairs, Zoe had already prepared breakfast.

Seeing Autumn come down, she greeted her with a smile. "Good morning, ma’am. Breakfast is ready."

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