Chapter 7 Luckily , Damian trusted me , at least a little . He lifted the corner of every page and signed his name in all the required places without even reading the contract . I felt a wave of complete relief once he had signed the divorce agreement . Not wanting any surprises , I took the contract away the moment he capped his pen . Back in the master bedroom , I took out the signed divorce agreement and hid it in a book . The cooling - off period was a month . *** That very night , I was ready to move out of the master bedroom . When he entered and saw me limping and packing , he stopped me . " Leave it with Shelly and the others . " His tone was relatively gentle . " Once all this paparazzi trouble dies down , Maureen and Eleanor will move out , and you can move back here . " Don't worry . They won't stay here for long . " I scoffed while glancing at the serious look on his face , " Gee , I can't tell you how grateful I am . Thank your kindness . " you for His expression turned cold right away . Chapter 7 Since I was only moving to the guest bedroom , I didn't pack much . Apart from some skincare products and clothes , the most important item was an urn kept on top of the wardrobe . I didn't ask for anyone's help . Instead , I stood on a chair and carefully brought the urn down . The little girl in the photo was the apple of Damian's eye , and what was inside this urn was my most precious treasure . But unlike other children , mine was denied a carefree life . She'd stay in this urn forever , never feeling the warmth of the sunshine . When I retrieved the urn , Damian was on the balcony talking on the phone with his assistant . They were devising a plan to bring Eleanor and Maureen back without alerting the paparazzi . After hanging up , he came back and saw me holding the urn . Frowning with displeasure , he asked , " Why are you holding this ? " His deep - set eyes were tinged with a hint of confusion . Looking at him , I couldn't help but wonder , " What if my baby hadn't died ? " Would Damian still have had an affair ? " Would my baby have been the apple of his eye ? " But I quickly shook my head to dismiss the thought . It simply wasn't worth consuming myself over a jerk . Saying nothing , I was about to step out . Just then , Damian grabbed my wrist and asked , " I'm asking you a question . Why are you holding this ? " 26 64 % Chapter 7 I looked at him coldly and said , " Because it's the only thing that belongs to me in this house . " Perhaps my words had stirred some last vestige of conscience in Damian . He gradually loosened his grip . I moved to the guest bedroom , placed the urn in the safest spot , and stared . at it for a long , long time .... The next noon , Eleanor and Maureen were taken back to the villa . Shelly had just made lunch . Though the table was filled with exquisite dishes , everything was vegetarian . Eleanor and Maureen were obviously not used to it . But to please Damian , Eleanor pretended that she loved the food . She even went from coaxing to coercing Maureen into eating it . I couldn't help but scoff inwardly . So much for the so - called A - list . celebrity . It was such a relief that she wasn't my idol . After tasting several dishes , Damian set down his fork and asked Shelly with a frown , " Were the ingredients flown in today ? The bread tastes different , too . " Shelly glanced at me helplessly before explaining to him , " Mrs. Caldwell used to do all the cooking , including baking the bread . She always mixed the ingredients to her exact proportions and followed her specific recipe . She's not feeling well today , so I baked the bread . Though I managed to mimic its appearance , I couldn't recreate the flavor . " It never occurred to Damian that the food would taste so different with another person cooking . 62 315 .