Part 11 Henry looked at me absentmindedly for a long time. He never understood why some people could say they did not love and then really did not love, Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated for All Books Updates… fter I left, he sat alone in the kitchen the whole night. Not long after, he fell ill. At first, it was acute pneumonia and he was terrifyingly thin. After he recovered and was discharged from the hospital, he began to be unable to sleep the whole night. Later on, it developed to the point where he could only rely on medication to fall asleep. Camilla put aside her dignity and begged me to visit him more often. I completely ignored her. The Quinton Family scolded me for being cold–blooded and heartless and told my son not to see me, the so–called mother, again. But they forgot that children were not a puppet. They had their own standards for judging right and wrong. Most of the time, Henry chose to turn a blind eye to my occasional kidnapping of my son and taking him to enjoy the happy time that he should have enjoyed at his age. One month, three months, six months… he finally understood that there was no more possibility between me and him. However, even so, he still chose to escape. In his own imagined spiritual world, I was still in that small apartment abroad. After he took the medicine and fell asleep, we continued to live happily in our dreams. In the end, I had to sue for divorce, The first time I sued for divorce, I failed. The second time, because the fact of separation was clear, but there was no love, the divorce was successfully granted. Divorce had made me a true single wealthy woman. I did not buy a new house. I just renovated the old one to make my living more comfortable and cozy. The college student who raised a dog confessed to me, but after I refused him, he was tactful and did not appear again. It was not that I had never wanted to fall in love again. In fact, after officially becoming a single again, I did not refuse high–quality men who had good impression on me It was just that I no longer prioritized love in my life. My own happiness and feelings were the most important. In the airport waiting hall. ” I sat together with my two best friends, stretched out the selfie stick, changed the angles and took hundreds of photos in one time. While criticizing each other’s photo–taking skills, we skillfully opened the photo gallery, picked and chose. We both criticized each other’s photo–taking skills and skillfully opened the photo gallery, choosing and saving the good photos. In the midst of the laughter, an elegant handsome man happened to pass by. We sat upright and pretended to be reserved. Unfortunately, it took less than a minute to tighten our abdomen and lift your chest. “Hey, are you two hungry? There’s free instant noodles over there. ” The three of us looked at each other and began to do tacit agreement. “Rock, Scissor, Paper!” Whoever lost would go and take it. The semi–transparent glass reflected the figures of the women laughing together. Outside the high window, freedom was slowly taking off against the blue sky.