Female Novel
Chapter 7
John was already gone when she woke up the next day. She scratched her head in perplexion, for hermemory was fragmented, though she could still remember how she got it on with her ex-husband lastnight.
Wow, am I really this perverted? We just got divorced, and then we f*ck? I thought this only happens innovels! She then remembered Googling what a divorcee should do to relieve the pain, but while shescoffed at having a one night stand, she ended up doing it anyway. Sophia flung the blanket open tolook at her crotch. She could vaguely remember how hard John pounded her last night, and the sex feltfun because it was illegal.
She dragged herself to take a bath, then when she was done, her phone rang. Sophia quickly went totake the call, and Zack told her he had booked her a ticket to Tri Asel. novelbin
The location didn’t matter to her. “Sure. When’s the flight scheduled?”
Zack said, “Tomorrow morning. Thought you said the sooner the better. How’s this for size?”
Sophia nodded. “Sure. Best time slot for me. Send me the exact time, and I’ll travel to the airporttomorrow.”
Zack hung up without saying he would send her off, then he texted her the flight details. Sophia sat onthe bed and read through the text while she dried her hair. After reading through it, she put her toweldown and sighed. Sophia knew this would be a long trip for her, and when she came back, she wouldhave probably gotten over John.
After dressing up a bit, she went to have her meal and bought a bouquet of flowers before going to OldMr. Constance’s grave. It was… grand, to say the least, for his family had spent a lot on it. She cameup to the tombstone and put the flowers before it. “Hey, Grandpa. Hope everything is well for you upthere. There’s something I need to tell you. John and I… Well, we got divorced.” Then she added, “Idon’t blame him though. He couldn’t fall for me no matter how hard he tried. I know it’s torture livingyour life with someone you don’t love, so this is for the best. He gave me a lot of money, enough to livea good life.”
He looked fierce in the photo, but Old Mr. Constance was an approachable man, and he treated her thebest in the whole family. She teared up, but Sophia didn’t allow herself to cry. He can’t rest in peace ifhe sees me crying. She then told him she would embark on a long trip, but she would eventually comeback, even if it took decades. Sophia even told him she would bring some souvenirs back for him. Aftertalking for a bit, she left.
There wasn’t much to pack even if she wanted to. Sophia hadn’t stayed here for too long, so thereweren’t many things here. Besides, taking too much baggage with her on a trip was less than ideal. Inthe end, she didn’t even fill up a small luggage. Sophia sat on the bed, deliberating if she should callJohn. Eventually, she decided to call him.
He should be resting at this hour. Quickly, the call went through. “Yes, do you need anything?” Hesounded formal.
Sophia was about to talk about last night, but his formal tone killed her mood. After a few moments ofpause, she said, “Nothing. I just want to tell you I’m leaving tomorrow, and I might be off for a long time,so this is goodbye.”
“I know,” John replied coolly.
Sophia pouted, feeling insulted. She was about to retort when a woman said, “John?” Shocked, shequickly hung up, but a moment later, she held her phone, looking defeated. It’s just a woman, so whydid I get so nervous? Why did I hang up? She thumped the bed.