Chapter 5
We got home at three in the morning.
The pain on David's face did not look faked.
As I was leaving the baby's room, he called out to me.
"Why didn't you tell me Dawn was sick?" he asked.
The whole night had wrung me out, and I had nothing left for smoothing things over.
"I had no idea where you were," I said.
David pressed his lips together.
"So what then? If I hadn't been at the hospital tonight, were you just not going to tell me?" he asked.
Honestly, I thought it was almost funny.
"Really? You're questioning me? You were supposed to be home tonight. Where were you?" I shot back.
David frowned, looking slightly annoyed.
"Is this about Julia again? Her son's condition is unstable, and I didn't want to bother you," he said.
Arguing any more was pointless.
I didn't feel like saying anything more.
David blocked the door, taking a deep breath.
"Emily, I know I messed up by not being there when you gave birth. How can I make it up to you?" he asked.
"Let's talk about this tomorrow. I have to work," I said.
David's lips were set in a hard, straight line.
I brushed past him and headed straight inside.
The next morning, I still headed out with David.
He dropped me off at our usual spot.
For once, something was different.
He actually had his wedding ring on his finger.
Noticing my gaze, David's lips curled into a barely noticeable smile.
"Let's make it public," he said.
I was stunned. Emily said, "Why so sudden?"
David's gaze lingered on me for a moment.
"You don't want to?" he asked.
"It's just too sudden. I just want to focus on work right now," I said.
I reached for the car door.
"Let's have dinner together tonight. I'll wait for you after work," David said.
"I might have to work late. You go ahead," I replied.
With that, I got out of the car.
David and I happened by accident.
Three years ago, I went back to school to visit my mentor.
David was there too, just by chance.
He was my mentor's nephew.
As I was leaving, it started pouring.
David ended up driving me home.
After that, I kept running into him around the office.
My mentor was obviously playing matchmaker.
David and I fell into it easily. We met each other's families, and everything moved on its own.
He was my first love.
I'd never even dated another guy before him.
He was three years older than me.
Whenever I felt lost at work, he'd always be there to cheer me on.
My parents doted on my sister the way they always had, and David was the only one who stood beside me.
Later David bought the company I worked for, and we ended up working together without either of us planning it.
I thought he loved me, even a little.
And even if he did not, I thought being his wife would count for something.
Instead, every time it came down to me or his ex, I was always the one he left behind.
But reality had other plans.
David wasn't always going to be there for me after all.
I got to the office early and waited in the garden downstairs for a bit.
Right before work started, I called the number I'd saved for two months. It was my lawyer, James Nelson.
I said, "James, could you help me draft a divorce agreement? Thanks."