"Aiden, I don't want you anymore..." said Anya.

"What did you say?" Aiden couldn't believe what he just heard.

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"I said, I don't want you anymore! I want to divorce you and pursue the life I dreamed of. I don't want you and I don't want our children! If I can't get you out of my life now, I can go crazy and die!" Anya screamed hysterically.

"Anya, how can you be this selfish? Don't you want our children anymore?" Aiden did not expect Anya's reaction to be this extreme.

"If I wanted Arka and Aksa, would you be willing to give them to me?" Anya looked at her husband.

"I will not let you leave me, especially in times like this!" Aiden could not imagine what would happen to Anya if he let her go in such a mental state.

"I don't deserve to be Mrs. Atmajaya anymore. I'm not smart like Nadine and don't have as much respect as Sister Maria. I can't do anything. I couldn't even protect myself at the party I held for my kids. I'm just going to embarrass you. Everyone thinks I don't deserve to be next to you. They want to get rid of me and replace me. Maybe it is true that we are not compatible," Anya's throat choked when she said this.

"You don't need all that to be my wife. You don't have to be smart, you don't have to have lots of friends. To become my wife, you only need to be yourself. Become the Anya that I love. I love you as you are, and that's enough," Aiden stepped forward and hugged Anya tightly.

Anya tried to push Aiden's body away from her. But her husband hugged her even tighter.

"Anya, we can all see Aiden's love for you. Don't be stubborn like that," said Diana. "Now you know your condition. The decision you are making right now is too reckless. I recommend you seek therapy. After you recover, you can decide again whether you want to separate from Aiden or not."

"I just want to live in peace. Can I not have that life?" Anya started crying again.

Ever since depression consumed her, her feelings were hard to control. She always thought negatively about herself and others around her. She also cried a lot for no apparent reason.

"I know this is all my fault. I should have thought more about your feelings. My father has punished the Hermawan family. Jessica will not do anything to you again," said Aiden.

Anya felt so sad. She felt that even after she uttered her feelings, Aiden still didn't listen to her.

She really wanted to go. She wanted to set herself free.

She was having a hard time breathing here!

…

That evening, Anya got news from the hospital. Della's forehead had been stitched up and her body was bruised from the impact. Luckily, she didn't have any fractures.

The wound on her forehead would probably leave a mark.

Aiden apologized to her and bought a foreign medicine to get rid of the scar though the price was quite expensive.

After dinner, Della called Anya.

Anya picked up the call and heard Della's cheerful voice. She felt a little relieved, though feelings of guilt still clouded her heart.

"Della, I'm really sorry. I…"

"It's okay. I only need to stay one day in the hospital and I can go home tomorrow. Too bad I didn't have time to eat roasted sweet potatoes today!" Della said disappointedly.

"What time are you coming home from the hospital? I'll have someone send you roasted sweet potatoes," Anya replied quickly.

"You don't want to come and visit me? Why do you even need others to send it?" Della said on purpose.

Anya's eyes turned red at that, "You are hurt because of me. I thought you wouldn't want to see me..."

"I don't blame you. I heard you saw the lights above fall at that moment. You were afraid that it would harm me so you pushed me. You were trying to save me. Anya, there are many people who love you, you know that right? For their sake, you have to stay strong," Della said softly.

Anya nodded. "I'll visit you with roasted sweet potatoes tomorrow."

"Are you going to make it for me yourself?"

"I'll bake it myself. I will also bring juice for you," said Anya with a thin smile.

Their warm conversation made Anya's heart calm a little. But still that couldn't solve the problem between Anya and Aiden.

That night, Anya and Aiden had an argument.

Anya felt Aiden did not understand what she wanted.

Meanwhile, Aiden felt that Anya did not want to comply with the treatment that he had arranged.

Once Anya found out that Tara's friend who came to her house was a psychiatrist, she stopped talking to her. She didn't say a word.

…

The next morning, Anya woke up at 5 am to keep her promise to Della. She cleaned the sweet potatoes and then roasted them by herself. She also made pure citrus juice.

Hana was also seen busy in the kitchen. When she heard that Anya wanted to visit Della, she immediately prepared breakfast for them.

At 7 am, Anya left for the hospital, accompanied by Abdi.

She entered Della's ward with a bag full of food, bringing her homemade roasted sweet potatoes, freshly squeezed orange juice and the breakfast Hana had made.

As she was about to open the door, she heard a woman's voice from inside.

"Della, you are very patient. Anya intentionally pushed you off the stairs, but you just let her go. She must be jealous of your relationship with Raka so that she deliberately hurt you. That woman is really selfish. She already has Aiden but she doesn't want to let Raka get his happiness," Jessica sneered as she said that.

"Jessica, don't talk carelessly. It would be rude to accuse someone carelessly like that. I believe Anya didn't mean to hurt me. It's not like what you said. We have a very good relationship and I trust her," Della did not know how Jessica could know that she ended up there because of Anya.

Did Jessica know that Anya was depressed? But how did she find out about it?

"I heard that Anya is crazy," Jessica laughed as she said it.

"Who did you hear it from? Don't talk nonsense. Anya is just sad and in a bad mood," Della replied, defending Anya.

"The psychiatrist said it himself. How could it be wrong? I heard she's very sick right now. Her depression was very severe and she had a tendency to have multiple personalities. Della, I suggest you be careful when dealing with people like her. She might go crazy and kill you one day," Jessica said, just when Anya opened the door to Della's room.

"Anya..." Della looked at her worriedly. "Did you hear all that?"

"Hear what?" Anya replied with a calm face. Then she put the bag she was carrying on a table.

"You still dare to come here. Don't you realize who made Della like this?" Jessica sneered.

Anya didn't say anything, as if Jessica was nothing but insignificant dust there. After she put everything down, she headed to Della's bedside.

Now that Della was injured, there was not only a wheelchair there, but also a crutch lying beside her bed.

Anya took the crutches.

Della was surprised and immediately realized what Anya wanted to do. She stretched out her hand, trying to reach for the crutches.

However, Anya moved much faster. She took the crutches and walked over to Jessica's place.

"Anya, what do you want to do?" Jessica looked panicked.

"Anya, don't...!" Della shouted.