Chapter 6 An insult to dignityShane Robinson lifted his gaze, his eyebrows slightly raised, exuding an aura of authority without even trying. "Hmm?"
Gabriel gritted his teeth. "Fine, for your happiness, I'll swallow my pride."
Shane gave him a glance, his deep, calm, dark eyes unwavering. "Let's go."
Henry started the car and drove off. Gabriel felt he needed to do something for Callie. Just as he turned around to find her, he saw her walking out.
"Callie," Gabriel called out, stepping forward.
"I need to go back," she said with a smile, looking at Gabriel.
Gabriel felt a pang in his heart. "Callie, about finding a matching heart for your mother, I'll do my best to help you find a suitable one as soon as possible."
Thinking about her mother made her heart clench tightly. She tried hard to hide her emotions, but her voice betrayed her, trembling slightly. "Really?"
A heart is not just any organ; it's incredibly difficult to find a match.
Some people wait their entire lives and never find one.
"Thank you, Gabriel," she said, not knowing how to express her gratitude.
Her eyes started to feel a bit warm.
"There's no need for thanks between us," Gabriel said, feeling a bit embarrassed. If it weren't for Shane pulling some strings, she would be one step closer to her dream.
"I'll take you home," Gabriel offered.
Callie quickly declined, "No need."
She wasn't heading back to the Robinson Family estate, so she refused.
Gabriel didn't insist.
...
After parting ways with Gabriel, Callie took a cab back to the villa.
Thinking about how Shane would probably never set foot here, she felt much more relaxed. Even Mrs. Ford noticed she wasn't as tense as when she first moved in and asked with a smile, "Something good happen? You seem pretty happy."
Callie lowered her head as she changed her shoes at the entrance. "I really enjoy living with you, Mrs. Ford. Just the two of us."
Mrs. Ford, "..."
"So, am I the third wheel here?"
That voice...
Callie looked up to see a man standing in the living room. His demeanor was cold, and he looked down at her with a hint of disdain.
If she hadn't seen him in financial magazines and on TV, she wouldn't have recognized him as her 'husband.'
She hadn't expected him to show up.
"Why are you... back?"
Callie was completely at a loss for what he was doing here. Didn't he despise this marriage?
He should be the last person who wanted to see her.
Shane's face darkened, and his brows furrowed. "What, do I need your permission to come back?"
Callie lowered her head, realizing that she had indeed 'invaded' his territory.
"Sign it."
Shane threw a divorce agreement onto the table.
Callie glanced at the document. It was no surprise that he wanted a divorce; it was expected. But she couldn't agree to it right now—she needed to wait until her mother's surgery was over.
"Robinson..." She started, unsure how to address him, "Can we..."
"Don't want a divorce?" Shane cut her off before she could finish. He wasn't surprised by her reaction. If she had wanted to leave easily, she wouldn't have made such a desperate request for him to marry her in the first place.
"Fine, just don't regret it." Shane turned and walked away.
Clearly, he misunderstood her. Callie wanted to explain, but in her haste to catch up, she tripped over the threshold, and her bag fell to the floor.
Its contents scattered everywhere.
She quickly knelt down to gather her things, realizing something was missing. As she searched, she noticed it had fallen near Shane's feet. Almost instinctively, she reached out to grab it, trying to hide it.
Just as she touched it, the blister pack was stepped on.
She looked up.
Shane's face remained expressionless, but he seemed intrigued by her nervousness. He bent down, moved his foot aside, and picked up the item.
It was a small package.
He took out one pill and swallowed it.
One pill remained.
Turning the package over, he saw the name "Plan B" written on it. He might not have known exactly what it was at first, but the words "72-hour emergency contraception" made it clear.
If he didn't understand that, he'd be a fool.
His eyes lowered, staring at the woman sprawled on the floor in a panic. His face remained emotionless, but his tone was laced with mockery and sarcasm. "On your wedding night, you went looking for another man?"
At that moment, he felt utterly disgusted by this woman.
Callie's fingers curled slowly into a fist as she forced herself to suppress a tremble and slowly stood up.
She didn't argue against his taunts.
Because she couldn't.
"I never wanted to marry you," she said, her voice trembling slightly.
Her insincerity was revolting. Shane threw the package at her face, a sharp edge grazing her cheek and leaving a thin line of blood.
Callie instinctively closed her eyes. The pain on her face was nothing compared to the humiliation of his action. She bit her lip gently, bent down to pick up the pill, and clenched it tightly. The thin plastic package deformed in her grip, pressing painfully into her palm.
"You like men, huh? I'll make sure you get what you want." With that, Shane walked away.
However, it only took one night for Callie to understand the meaning behind his words.
The next morning, as she was getting ready for work, Henry showed up at the villa
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