With those words, the door was gently closed.
In the vast living room, only Jason remained, his face as pale as paper, clutching the Divorce Decree that made his eyes ache.
It was he himself who had personally pushed his marriage with Jenna into the grave.
The panic in his chest exploded at that moment, turning into overwhelming despair.
Margaret returned home and went straight to Jenna's bedroom to give her the red Divorce Decree.
Jenna was leaning against a soft pillow. The moment she saw the decree, the deathly grey in her eyes finally flickered with a faint light.
A very slight smile touched her lips, as if the crushing weight on her heart had finally been lifted.
"Mom, thank you." Her voice was still a bit hoarse, but she had more strength than before.
Margaret sat by the bed
