Mr Carroll Went Crazy After Divorce

“What?” stunned, Aurora hesitated and then shook her head, “I don’t know.”

“Ever since my father passed away, I have barely kept in touch with his students. Actually, Dr Carroll and I aren’t familiar with each other. I just happened to encounter him when I went to the hospital for a physical check that day.”

While speaking, Aurora was a bit uneasy. After all, she had officially married him while living in the same apartment together.

However, they barely talked much to each other.

Nevaeh nodded and then blinked at her, “I have dined with him a few days ago. Well, somehow I feel like…he still seems to have feelings for me.”

Neveah looked a bit expectant, “I wanna recapture his heart.”

Aurora felt like speaking something to motivate her out of instinct. However, she somehow felt suffocated.

While staring at Nevaeh’s pretty face decorated with strong confidence, she felt like she would grab what she wished for-she believed she could regain Sion’s heart as long as she wanted.

Of course, there seemed no reason for him to say no, Aurora reckoned.

Nevaeh was right-Sion did have feelings for her.

As far as Aurora was concerned, Nevaeh had been in the most significant position in Sion’s heart for all these years.

Aurora went blank at the thought of that. She stared at those going back and forth in the café, just like those passing strangers in her life.

She found it quite unpleasant to stay even for a few seconds longer.

She suddenly stood up, “Nevaeh, I gotta go to handle some work for my internship. Maybe we can talk again next time.”

“Okay.” Nevaeh stood up. But then she suddenly asked, “Hey, where are you living? Maybe I can give you a ride.”

Nevaeh smiled and added, “I would like to spend more time talking with you.”

Aurora smiled awkwardly.

‘Well, I am exactly sharing the same apartment with your youth crush.’

Of course, she was not going to tell her the truth.

Aurora then shook her head, “I have never moved my residence. It’s gonna be a long detour for you. I don’t wanna get you bothered.”

As soon as they walked out of the café, Aurora hailed a taxi and went back to Sion’s apartment.

Still, she was rather confused about the talk with Nevaeh.

What was her intention?

Did she just want to have someone to talk to?

Or was she trying to feel her out?

But it didn’t matter to her now because she had just made up her mind to divorce Sion.

It wouldn’t be her concern to think about whether Sion and Nevaeh would like to restart their relationship.

Aurora took out the key to open the door. Then she noticed there was a pair of black shoes on the rack.

She frowned, knowing that he was home.

After changing her shoes, she looked inside. The window shade cloth was pulled aside. Under the warm sunlight shedding on the carpet, Sion was reading a case report about his patient with his hand holding his jaw.

With light shedding on his face in the front, he looked like wearing a golden ray. With his chiselled jawline and captivating eyes, he looked aloof while frowning to contemplate.

Sion turned to look at her after hearing someone coming in. His face remained emotionless, “Welcome home.”

Aurora averted her gaze and nodded, “I didn’t expect you to return so early today.”

“Well…” Sion adjusted his posture and pinched to rub against his brows with his fingers. Below his eyes, there were dark circles, from which conspicuous fatigue could be noticed, “I have been performing surgery for two days overnight. Now since it’s finished, I gotta go home to rest.”

“Why don’t you get some sleep?” as soon as she finished, she somehow regretted it.

Perhaps he didn’t want her concern, she reckoned.

Sion fixed his eyes on her to reply, “I will after reading this case report.”

“Have you dined already?” he continued to ask.

Aurora nodded, “Yeah. What about you?”

“Me too.”

As she sweated a bit, she felt like taking a shower, “I gotta go to the bathroom.”NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

After that, she walked over to the master bedroom.

It used to be Sion’s bedroom, which was decorated in a simple style with a wardrobe painted light grey and a bed fair white.

After they got married, he spared his room for her.

But she didn’t feel like adding more decoration to it.

Perhaps it was because she never deemed it her place from the bottom of her heart.

So there was nothing more she added to the room but a few stuffed bears on the bed and two carpets on the ground.

Every inch of the apartment had never been like a home of romance for a couple.

There were barely any commodities they shared, let alone a wedding picture.

At the time they got married, they simply chose to sleep in different rooms without further discussion as if it were something common.

Perhaps both of them were fully aware that the marriage was nothing but a makeshift plan.

That was why they lived like roommates other than a couple.

Distraught, she finished her shower. As she walked out while rubbing her wet hair, she saw Sion sitting still while continuing with the case report.

After some consideration, she sat down a short distance from him. Then she pretended to bring up the topic inadvertently, “I happened to meet Nevaeh today in a mall.”

Sion paused for seconds. But then he continued to flip the report nonchalantly, “Okay.”

She was a bit surprised to see his indifferent reaction, wondering if he wanted her to keep going or to stop instead.

“Don’t you wanna know about our conversation?” Aurora was a bit nervous. She felt like she finally managed to share a topic worth talking together with him.

Of course, she knew how much Sion cared about Nevaeh.

As expected, Sion raised his head to gaze at her, “So what were you talking about?”

His voice no longer revealed a sense of indifference. Instead, it sounded like he started questioning as if he just decided to dig it out since Aurora suggested continuing the topic.

Aurora raised her brows. That should be what she anticipated.

He should be concerned about the content, in which he worried she had exposed something to Nevaeh that she shouldn’t have confessed, Aurora supposed.

Before she was about to utter, water kept dropping from her hair and wet the wool-made carpet she was standing on.

Sion took a look at the carpet, on which there were water stains. Seemingly slightly displeased, he suggested, “Get your hair dried.”

Aurora got speechless.

He did cherish the carpet, huh?

However, she could tell from his eyes that she was left with no room to refuse. Though a bit irritated, she had to stand up to get herself a hair dryer from the drawer. Then she plugged it in.

She deliberately turned it to the maximum as if she was complaining by making the loudest noise with the hot wind blowing strong from the hair dryer.

Sion took a glance at her and noticed her childish move. Something mysterious seemed to be brewing within his eyes.

A few minutes later, the noise suddenly stopped.

As soon as she put away the hair dryer, Sion spoke from behind, “Keep going.”

Gritting, she wondered if he cared about anything about Nevaeh that much.

Looking a bit annoyed, she turned around to look into his eyes.

However, his eyes immediately daunted her.

Why should she be mad?

After all, his heart never belonged to her.

Aurora slightly tilted her head and stressed out her words, “What do you think we were talking about?”

Then she bent over to pour herself a glass of water and took a sip.

“You…” a bit of displeasure flashed across his eyes. He seemed to be sure that she was provoking. So his tone got a bit more serious, “She can’t be irritated because…”

“I know.” Aurora suddenly interrupted. Then she continued impassively, “Gastric cancer, right?”

With his lips pressed, he remained silent while paying her an unpredictable look.

To be honest, she kind of admired herself for being so generous that she forced out a smile to reply after knowing how much her husband was caring about another one, “Don’t worry. I said nothing.”

Upon hearing that, he seemed to be more displeased, which she found confusing.

Why? She had avoided irritating the one he cared about. What was the point of his displeasure?

Sion put away the report and stood up, looking sulky, “I gotta sleep.”

After that, he strode over to his own room.

When he walked past her, she could smell the aroma of sandalwood mixed with the scent of disinfectant from him.

She couldn’t help fixing her eyes on his back as he walked further and further.

Soon, she got overwhelmed with a kind of impulse.

She didn’t want to see this kind of situation again, in which he turned his back on her coldly.

Aurora uttered with a slightly hoarse voice, “Hold on.”

He suddenly stopped. Before he looked back, he heard her impassive voice.

“Sion, let’s divorce.”