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After that day,
my life returned to calm.
Although lonely, I detached myself from the
past.
It was like the dark clouds above my head
dissipated, the clouds parting to reveal the
bright moon.
Every day was sunny.
A week later, I saw Jason again.
At a bar.
After the divorce, he drank day and night, and
our mutual friends called and texted me to
reconcile.
I blocked them one by one.
Finally, the world was quiet.
That accidental encounter, Jason was
drinking again.
Lily suddenly appeared.
“Jason!”
She quickly supported the drunken Jason.
“I’ve been looking for you, where did you go, I
was so scared, you know?”
Lily cried.
“Don’t do this for that woman anymore, it’s
not worth it!
Jason, let’s go home, you still have me.”
“Get lost!”
Jason forcefully pushed Lily away.
“She’s my wife, I only want her!! Do you want
to be the mistress?!”
I don’t know what word stimulated Lily.
She froze in disbelief.
That was the last time I saw them together.
Later, I heard that Lily was fired by Jason.
Not only that, but Jason also got back every
cent he spent on Lily.
Lily didn’t expect Jason to be so ruthless and
left angrily.
But three months later, I received a call from the police asking me to identify a body.
He said a murder had occurred in the villa I
sold.
The victims were my ex–husband and Lily.
Jason had no parents; the only person he had
close ties to was me.
Hearing the news,.
I felt a little sigh.
But I still handled his funeral arrangements.
Then, I scattered his ashes into the mountains
and sea.
No trace remained.
(The End)
