Chapter 19
Celestia's test results came back - a fractured wrist. Not too serious, no surgery needed.
I wanted to take her home to recover, but Levi insisted the child stay in the hospital for observation.
I offered to stay and take care of Celestia, but he refused.
Levi said that from now on, I was free.
He said since I couldn't take care of the child properly, he'd find someone capable to do it. I could rest at home.
Our cars pulled up at the house one after another.
Levi and Jessa got out first. I sat in the car, watching their backs, feeling awful inside.
My husband was bringing another woman home.
And I had been scolded by him and drove home alone.
He never once asked if I was okay.
From the time I got injured until now, he hasn't shown me any concern. Now that Celestia is hurt, I've become the guilty one in his eyes again.
If I stay silent any longer, my heart will break.
I let out a breath and got out of the car.
Indigo came to greet me as soon as I walked in the door.
"Mrs. Morgan, you're back early? Where's Celestia?"
My eyes stung. "Celestia's at the hospital. She got hurt."
"What?"
Indigo was stunned. "What happened? Is Celestia badly hurt?"
"Fractured wrist."
"She'll need someone to look after her. How about I finish what I'm doing and go over?"
"He's already arranged it."
I felt completely deflated, totally exhausted.
Indigo supported me. "Mrs. Morgan, your injury must have flared up again. I can see you're not walking right. Did you get it checked?"
"It's fine."
I had planned to get a checkup after the event, but now my mind was full of thoughts about Celestia.
"Mrs. Morgan, I didn't want to bother you these past few days since you were upset, but Mr. Morgan brought that woman home, and she even went into your bedroom."
"I warned her not to touch your things, and she said she wouldn't want your stuff anyway."
I smiled bitterly. She wouldn't want my stuff?
Then why did she take my dad, and now she's trying to take my husband?
"Indigo, I know what's going on. I can't drag this out anymore. A clean break would be better."
I didn't want to live like this anymore, so pathetically. Jessa was already living in my house - I couldn't just let Levi push me around like this.
"Mrs. Morgan, please don't do anything drastic. Everything can be worked out. Mr. Morgan is just being fooled. He'll realize you're the one who's best for him."
Levi will realize I'm good for him?
Sometimes I wonder if he even has eyes, if he can even see my true feelings.
"I'm going upstairs. Don't make dinner for me. I'll go to the hospital to see Celestia later."
Even if Levi wouldn't let me take care of Celestia, as a mother, I couldn't rest easy at home.
I pushed open the bedroom door. Levi was standing by the window, as if waiting for me, but saying nothing.
I was tired. I thought we needed to talk about this.
"Why did you bring her into the house?" My tone was soft. I was really, really tired.
Levi turned around and looked at me. "She got food poisoning at my place. I should take responsibility."
"Is that the only reason?"
"Yes."
I laughed out loud. His answer actually made me laugh. I'd already had Indigo pass along the message - Levi knew exactly what really happened with the food poisoning.
"She brought it on herself."
"Don't talk like that."
"You're protecting her."
I looked at him seriously. "Levi, do you really think I can't feel pain?"
"You don't need to worry about household matters anymore."
"So you think I'm tired because I manage the household?"
I felt completely disappointed. I blinked, and tears just fell.
"There are rumors about you two everywhere. Aren't you going to explain?"
"If you still love her, just tell me..."
"I'm really so tired. My home, and you let her move in..."
I was shaking with anger, desperately trying to express my grief and fury.
But Levi remained unmoved. He turned away, his back to me again.
"We've been married for six years. I know you didn't want to marry me."
"But Levi, I can honestly say I've never done anything to wrong you. Whether it's the company or home, I've demanded perfection from myself in everything."
"I never interfere with your business. You've drawn clear lines with me, too. I thought we could just live peacefully together."
"But why?"
I wiped the tears from my cheeks. "Tell me why it has to be her. If you wanted her so badly back then, why did you agree to marry me..."
"I had no choice."
When Levi said those four words, I suddenly felt a bit of relief. So it was true - he only chose me because he couldn't stand up to Aiden.
But I was innocent. I didn't force anyone. Though I brought it on myself, too - no matter how much I admired him, I shouldn't have foolishly accepted Aiden's proposal.
Since we were both at fault, and both had no choice, then forget it. No more entanglement.
"Let's get divorced."
I closed my eyes and quietly said those words. I'd imagined this scene countless times in my mind. The day had finally come.
Levi's back stiffened. He said nothing.
"I should make room for you two. I admit I was being presumptuous and that I ruined things between you. Since you brought her home, I already know where I stand."
"Celestia..."
I paused. "I only want Celestia."
I'd already said so much. I'd never said this many words to him before, never deliberately revealed my feelings like this.
Sometimes I wonder - if there wasn't even a shred of feeling between us, then why did we have Celestia in the first place?
Levi, if you were so unwilling to marry me, why did you give me Celestia?
He didn't speak. He just wouldn't speak.
I was about to explode. I'd been hurt again and again. If Nola hadn't stepped in for me today, I would have been hurt again.
Enough!
"Levi, come down for dinner. I made soup."
Jessa called from downstairs, treating me like I was invisible.
"Levi, answer me."
I waited for his answer. At least give me a straight answer. I didn't want to live so meekly anymore. I couldn't stand having another woman in the house.
"There's a family dinner tomorrow, seven o'clock."
Levi left after saying that. He wouldn't answer my question directly. Did this mean he didn't agree to divorce?
What was this family dinner about?
Did this place even feel like a home anymore?
Every single second Jessa was here made me feel sick.
"Levi, hurry up, the soup's getting cold."
Soup again...
Maybe I should just poison you both...
I was going crazy. I was like a mute person, frantically trying to tell the world what I wanted - I wanted to divorce Levi, but he was giving me the cold shoulder.
I couldn't tell if dragging this out counted as emotional abuse.
"Levi, aren't you tired?"
I muttered to myself. He told me there was a family dinner tomorrow. Did we still have to keep playing the loving couple? I used to wholeheartedly protect our marriage, and now it had come down to acting...