Chapter 103
Chapter 103
RAVEL
PRESENT TIME
A multitude of events were unfolding simultaneously. I’d been relentlessly attempting to get in tow with
Kayudar since he departed from Eleanor’s ward, yet my efforts remained fruitless. With each am
reading to my calls being rerouted to his voicemail, I couldn’t help but empathize with the frustration
they may have experwared with my contact me on that fateful night..
As I made my way into my home, my jacket casually slung over my shoulder, I was taken aback by the
sugle of jure porturing on the sofa, engrossed in a Netflix movie, a bowl of popcorn in her hand.
She greeted me with a warm smile, “Wee home, Ravel, It seems nearly impossible to cauch a
yer of you, done engage in a conversation these days.”
Without acknowledging her, I silently ascended the staircase, retreating to my room. My primary
agenda was to potens myself with a much-needed shower, change into clean attire, and gather the
essential items required for my two to for hospital.
After luxuriating in the soothing flow of the shower and meticulously selecting a change of doches for
the following day along with the requisite office documents, I made my way to the kitchen, intent on
acquiring some fresh fruits to susedio me for the night. As I enteredWithout acknowledging her, I
silently ascended the staircase, retreating to the solnude of my room. My primary agenda was to
refresh myself with a much-needed shower, change into dean air, and rather the essential items
required for my imminent return to the hospital.
After luxuriating in the soothing flow of the shower and meticulously selecting a change of clothes for
the following day along with the requisite office documents, I made my way to the kitchen, intent on
acquiring some fresh fruins no suodin the during my hospital visit. As I walked down the stairs, I
couldn’t help but notice June’s warddu your, yokoy my every move until I disappeared into the kitchen.
A few minutes psed before I discerned the soft cadence of her footsteps drawing nearer. Without
taking any focus of the fruits on the table, I inquired. “Is there something you wish to discuss? My voice
was calm and measured as I continued to deftly dice the fruits, arranging them on a small takeout
te.
In an unexpected moment, her gentle hands enveloped my waist, and she let out a intive whine, I a
ss you so muc Ravel. It’s as though you’ve be a rare sight these days, and it’s difficult not to
notice your doorac
Dropping the knife with a gentle tter, I delicately pried her fingers apart, freeing myself from her
grasp. Sure you’re brought this up, it’s high time we had this conversation,” I stated firmly. Her brow
furrowed in confusion, sagging toprehend my words.
I pulled out one of the stools adjacent to the kitchen ind and gestured for her to take a seat “Please,
have a seat? I implored, my expression serious.
She reluctantlyplied, crossing her arms defensively. “What’s going on?” she inquired, her curiosity
mixed with a kuur of concern. “Why do you look so serious?”
Leaning against the kitchen ind, I locked eyes with her, blinking slowly. “June, it’s time for this to end
I need my some unwavering “In fact, let me correct that it’s ending tonight.”
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June responded with a disbelieving scoff. “Tell me this is some sick, twisted joke that isn’t even
remotely funny”
I met her anger with aposed demeanor, squarely facing her. “I did make it clear from the beginning
what this was art! I always mentioned that it would eventuallye to an end, I stated calmly. I also
promised that I’d ever poter at sp with something nice or provide you with a check, whichever you
prefer?
She sniffed indignantly, her frustration evident as she tucked her tongue into her mouth. So, you just
want to discard mes Her tone dripped with bitterness. “Is it because Hazel came back and you have a
child with her? Is that the rea ss
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“I don’t owe you any exnations,” I informed her with a measured calmness. “I’ve always been clear
about our
arrangement, and all I owe you is the settlement I promised.” I held firm, reminding her that she had
understood the terms from the very beginning. There was no reason for me to feel sorry for her.
I attempted to inject a bit of optimism into the situation. “Look on the bright side, June. You can go back
to your boyfriend and have an open rtionship now.”
She responded with a snort of frustration. “The brighter side would have been marrying you, having
yourst name,” shemented. “But I guess I won’t be getting any of that.”
I shrugged in response. “It is what it is, June,”
Despite the pain my words had caused, June nodded in agreement, nervously biting her lower lip. “I’ll
take the check and a house,” she stated, and I raised an eyebrow at her second request. “What? I can’t
spend the entire sum on just a house,” she added with a hint of defensiveness. She leaned back,
pursing her lips. “I’m also keeping the car you bought me, and I need a ce to live.”
I reassured her, “That’s not a problem. I already have a real estate agent who can help you find a
suitable ce. Just stop by my office tomorrow, and you’ll get the check.”
June tilted her head, disying a hint of reluctance. “Why the rush? You do realize I’m not leaving until
you hand me the keys to my new apartment, right?”
I responded in a measured tone, “That should be ready before the weekend. So, please, stop by my
office tomorrow for the check before I change my mind.” My decision was driven by practicality, not
emotions, given the nature of our rtionship over the years.
Concluding our conversation, I picked up the te of diced fruits, carefully cing it in a stic bag,
and also retrieved some milk from the fridge before making my way toward the door. I couldn’t deny
that this had gone smoother than I had anticipated.
However, just as I was about to leave, June posed an unexpected question, causing me to pause.
“What’s so special about her that you can’t just let her go?” Her inquiry was direct, and I turned around
to face her, narrowing my gaze.
“I’m talking about Hazel,” she pressed on. “What makes her so special?” This is from N?velDrama.Org.
I considered her question for a moment before responding, “When you’ve experienced a deep,
profound love with someone, you’ll understand.” I cautioned her, “Don’t attempt to rationalize or
understand what I have with Hazel. It’s aplex connection, and trying to make sense of it will only
leave you with more questions than answers.”
Intrigued, June rose to her feet, a thoughtful expression on her face. “I wasn’t really expecting you to
answer that,” she mused as she took a step closer to me. “Let me pose another question, then.”
I cautioned her, “I can’t promise I’ll answer.”
“That won’t stop me from asking,” she replied with determination. “If you were willing to go back to her
or forgive her so easily, why did you go through with the divorce in the first ce?” Her voice held a
rasp of frustration and confusion.
Reiterating my stance, I maintained a firm tone. “As I’ve mentioned previously, June, I’m not obliged to
provide you with an exnation.”
With a sense of resolution, I went on to rify our agreement further. “Regarding your apartment, rest
assured it will be ready for you by the weekend. However, upon my return on Monday, I expect to find
no trace of your presence in my house. Is that perfectly clear?”
June’s grin widened even more, her satisfaction palpable. She responded with confidence, “So long as
I have the money and the house, your message is crystal clear. You won’t find me here when
you return.”
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