Chapter 63
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That night, I managed to sleep soundly with Juno in my arms. The next day, I went to consult a lawyer about starting the divorce process.
We hadn’t been talking long when I received a call.
“Ms. Moreno, you said you’d treat me to dinner last night. Where are you?” It was Jeremy.
“Sorry… I completely lost track of time last night,” I quickly apologized. “How about lunch today? What do you feel like eating? I’ll make a reservation now.”
Jeremy replied, “Pizza works. Just somewhere near the hospital. Bring your mom too.”
“Okay.” I didn’t really understand why, but I agreed.
At the pizza restaurant, I met Jeremy with Martha and Juno. Martha still really liked Jeremy–he’d been so attentive when she was in the hospital.
“How’s your health, Martha?” Jeremy asked with a warm smile.
“All good, all good. I go for regular check–ups and dialysis, Martha replied cheerfully. “Thank you so much, Dr. Norman.”
“No problem at all, it’s my job.” Jeremy’s gaze shifted to Juno, and for a moment, he seemed surprised. “So, this is… your
son?
I nodded. “Juno, say hello to him.”
“Hello, Dr. Norman, Juno said sweetly.
“How did you know I am Dr. Norman?” Jeremy asked, his interest piqued
Juno blinked his big eyes. “Because Grandma called you Dr. Norman earlier. I heard it.”
“Smart kid. Jeremy chuckled.
After we ordered and started eating, Jeremy casually brought up the accident compensation. He said, “Even though the rear- end collision was my fault, your sudden stop also contributed. Let’s call this meal our way of settling things.”
“What?” I was caught off guard.
“Not happy? Want to pay me more?” he teased, raising an eyebrow.
“No, no…” 1 quickly waved my hand. “It was my fault. I shouldn’t have stopped in a place like that. Anyone else in my shoes. would’ve gotten an earful.”
Jeremy responded, “At least you’re self–aware.”
I forced a dry laugh. For some reason, I felt like Jeremy’s words were a bit loaded.
I stole a glance at him, admiring how effortlessly elegant he was. Even in such a casual setting, eating pizza, he was still composed and graceful. Jeremy was restrained, eating just enough before stopping.
1 urged, “Dr. Norman, you should eat more.”
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“I have surgery this afternoon. If I eat too much, I’ll get drowsy,” he declined, then pulled a small plastic packet from his pocket and slid it across the table toward me.
“What’s this?” Inside was a single button..
“This is something I found the day you fell into the ravine. I found it near the edge of the ravine. It should belong to your husband, Jeremy said, his tone casual but serious.
I froze, shocked by his words,
Martha’s eyes went wide. “Dr. Norman, what… do you mean by this?”
Jeremy met my gaze coolly. “Your daughter’s fall into the ravine was probably not an accident. This is evidence.”
1 clenched my jaw, struggling to keep my composure. “A button like this could belong to anyone. How do I know it’s Dexter’s?”
“Well, the button should have some fingerprints on it. Does he dress himself?” Jeremy’s dark eyes held mine, a trace of amusement in his gaze.
I understood immediately. “Of course.”
“Then, if that’s the case, it would only have his fingerprints on it. His words left me giddy with excitement.
It finally hit me. The dinner was just a setup. Jeremy had arranged this meeting to hand me the button. I could hardly contain my joy, my hands trembling.
I took a moment to compose myself and raised my glass: “Dr. Norman, I can’t thank you enough. I’ll definitely repay this
favor.”
Jeremy gave a slight smile. “Helping others is its own reward. No need to be so formal.”
Martha took Juno to the bathroom, and I continued talking to Jeremy. Suddenly, someone stormed over to our table and knocked my plate over, narrowly missing spilling food on me.
“Sylvia! I knew you weren’t being honest! You’re out here flirting with men behind my back, eating with someone else! Do you still consider me your husband?” Dexter’s voice erupted in a furious shout.
“I have surgery this afternoon. If I eat too much, I’ll get drowsy,” he declined, then pulled a small plastic packet from his pocket and slid it across the table toward me.
“What’s this?” Inside was a single button.
“This is something I found the day you fell into the ravine. I found it near the edge of the ravine. It should belong to your husband, Jeremy said, his tone casual but serious.
I froze, shocked by his words.
Martha’s eyes went wide. “Dr. Norman, what… do you mean by this?”
Jeremy met my gaze coolly. “Your daughter’s fall into the ravine was probably not an accident. This is evidence.”
I clenched my jaw, struggling to keep my composure. “A button like this could belong to anyone. How do I know it’s
Dexter’s?”
“Well, the button should have some fingerprints on it. Does he dress himself?” Jeremy’s dark eyes held mine, a trace of amusement in his gaze.
I understood immediately. “Of course.”
“Then, if that’s the case, it would only have his fingerprints on it.” His words left me giddy with excitement.
It finally hit me. The dinner was just a setup. Jeremy had arranged this meeting to hand me the button. I could hardly contain my joy, my hands trembling.
I took a moment to compose myself and raised my glass. “Dr. Norman, I can’t thank you enough. I’ll definitely repay this favor.”
Jeremy gave a slight smile. “Helping others is its own reward. No need to be so formal.”
Martha took Juno to the bathroom, and I continued talking to Jeremy. Suddenly, someone stormed over to our table and knocked my plate over, narrowly missing spilling food on me.
“Sylvia! I knew you weren’t being honest! You’re out here flirting with men behind my back, eating with someone else! Do you still consider me your husband?” Dexter’s voice erupted in a furious shout.
