"Following people when they're out on a date is Nico's specialty. Thank you for worrying about me, but I'm determined to divorce Aiden," Anya said.

"Why a divorce? Is it because you were accepted into the academy? You didn't get the announcement today, right? Why are you suddenly making decisions rashly? Don't you love Aiden? Don't you want to find out why Aiden did all this?" All the questions left Tara's mouth in succession, not giving Anya a chance to answer one by one.

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"When I saw the news on the internet, I came to understand. Aiden said Keara was his first love and he couldn't forget her. He said I was just a substitute and that he never loved me. I know it's all lies," Anya said in a low voice. "I know everything. I know he lied to me. I know he's hiding something from me,"

"If you know Aiden is hiding something from you, ask him. Maybe this problem also made it difficult for him? Why are you even willing to divorce? Or do you really want to split up and choose that academy over Aiden?" Tara didn't understand why two people sincerely in love had to hurt each other.

"When I received this announcement, I had already decided. I decided to let him go because Aiden is so much more important to me. Aiden promised me he wouldn't hide anything from me. If he doesn't want to tell me, maybe this is his personal problem," Anya stared at the window. It rained again.

Anya was worried that the apples in her garden would be damaged by the heavy rain that continued to fall so she told the servants to pick them and send some to Raka as thanks for helping her.

That kiss never happened…

Even though Raka still loved her, there was only Aiden in Anya's heart.

But now, her heart felt cold. The rain outside not only flushed the ground and wet it, but also wet Anya's heart.

"In that case, find out what Aiden is up to. I am afraid that you will also be affected by the problems that happened to him and the Atmajaya family," Tara said.

"Nothing happened to Aiden and his family. He trusted the fake photo and accused me of having an affair with Raka. Even though I actually know that he doesn't want to live with me anymore," Anya said. "Just because I insisted that I didn't want to divorce him, in the end, Aiden was forced to pretend to be a jerk and take advantage of Keara. I can imagine he would wash his hands in disgust after touching Keara. When he approached Keara, he must have felt very uncomfortable,"

Anya smiled faintly as she said it like she had given up. She didn't know what else she had to do to persuade Aiden.

Even though she tried to endure as hard as she could, Aiden gave her no other way.

"Aiden wanted to hurt me on purpose, but I was the one who kept making it difficult for him. I forced him to do something he didn't want, I forced him to hurt me even more and all this made him suffer even more," Anya continued. "Tara, I really love Aiden. I can't be apart from him. But if this is what he wants, I hope we still have a way to see each other."

After saying that, Anya hung up on her. Her face was calm, but tears continued to flow.

Her bedroom's door was closed and she was crying silently inside.

But she did not know that Aiden was standing at the door and listening to all her words clearly.

Aiden knew that his little wife was very strong and smart. He knew Anya could live without him.

He could only hope that Anya would succeed in achieving her dream of becoming a reliable parfumeur like her mother.

He was unable to tell Anya the truth. Rather, he should bear it all alone.

'Anya, hate me and never forgive me. With this, you can forget the past and start a new life,' Aiden thought to himself.

The man leaned against the corridor's wall while listening to Anya's cries. His heart suddenly went numb and it seemed like he couldn't breathe.

Hana walked over to Aiden and heard a sobbing sound from inside the room. "Sir, Anya..."

Aiden waved his hand, gesturing for Hana to stop talking. He didn't want Anya to know that he was back. He could only see Anya from afar, protecting her heart so that she didn't get hurt more than this.

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At lunchtime, Tara visited Anya. Nearing the end of the year, the clinic was very busy and everyone flocked to make appointments.

She could only come to visit Anya during lunch time.

All day long, Anya kept crying until her eyes were swollen like nuts. When Tara came, Anya was lying on the sofa in the living room. She held two cold compresses to reduce the puffiness in her eyes.

"I am hungry. Have you eaten?" Tara put down her bag and sat beside Anya. Without saying much, she immediately took Anya's hand and checked her pulse.

"Not yet. Did you come to eat with me?" Anya leaned on the sofa and didn't move, letting Tara check her.

"I want to eat, I'm so tired today. I want to eat a lot to treat the wound in my heart," Tara said half jokingly.

"Mrs. Hana has cooked a lot of delicious food. You will be eating to your heart's contents today," Anya smiled faintly, but her voice was hoarse.

Tara didn't ask many questions. She knew what had made Anya's eyes swollen and her voice hoarse. But she couldn't do anything to help Anya…

"Your baby is healthy, but your body is very weak and you are not eating enough," Tara said as she lowered Anya's hand.

"My mother has seen the news on the internet. She says if a man wants to separate from us, no matter what the reason is, we shouldn't beg and keep humbling ourselves in his presence. At least, we still have to maintain our self-respect and dignity so that we don't look cheap," the smile on Anya's face was still the same, but her expression looked sad. "I've made it difficult for Aiden."

"You still live here and Mrs. Hana is still taking very good care of you. That means, Aiden still loves you. I'm sure he has no other choice but to divorce you. I think he's doing all this for your good," as an outsider, Tara watched all of this with a clear mind and not picking any side.

During this time, Tara saw with her own eyes how Aiden treated Anya. If it's not love, then what would it be called? What even love looked like?

"Tara, isn't it only Aiden who can decide everything in this marriage? Isn't he the one who can make the decisions, while I can just keep quiet and wait for him?" Anya removed the two compresses that were still stuck in her eyes then looked at Tara.

"That..." Tara paused for a moment to hear that.

"Don't you feel like all of this is wrong? Aiden thought this divorce would be the best thing for me, but has he ever wondered whether I felt the same way? Can't I have a say? Are my feelings meaningless? In my opinion, divorce is something very painful. I love Aiden and don't want to part with him. I want to live happily with him, together with our child. I don't care if I can live in a big house like this. I don't care if I have a fancy car to travel with. I don't even care if I don't have anything at all," Anya replied calmly.

Tara felt something was different from Anya today, but she didn't know what made her so different.

"When Aiden wanted to marry me, he said he would respect me and let me be myself. But now, he wants me to follow the path he has built. He turned me into someone he wanted to be. And he used the excuse that he did all this for me," Anya's tears started flowing again. "How can I live without him? I won't be happy without him…"

Tara immediately took a tissue and wiped Anya's tears. "Don't cry. Your eyes are really swollen. You won't be able to open your eyes if the swelling gets bigger. You are also pregnant. What if your child becomes whiny later…?" Tara tried to comfort Anya and took out all the words that were in her mind.