Besides losing Kevin, their Little Karen wouldn't belong to her anymore as well.
After she leaves, Little Karen would eventually forget her as a mother, and she would call someone else 'Mommy¹.
Kevin got up, "Miss Daly, do you have anything else to say?"
"I..." Karen had a lot to say, but she didn't know what to say.
Kevin smiled faintly, "Miss Daly, I still have things to attend to. Please excuse me."
He spoke politely and courteously, just like how Karen had seen him talk to strangers. He sounded so polite, and distant.
Once he said that, he turned around and walked off without sparing her another glance, as if he was not the same sweet and gentle Kevin.
Karen subconsciously reached out her hand to stop him, but she stopped herself.
"Ke-Ke...."
Kevin stopped. Without turning back, he asked coldly, "Is there anything else?"
The view of his back seemed very lonesome, like a cold statue. He didn't even bother turning back to look at her. Karen felt her heart bleeding in pain.
She took a deep breath. Trying to put up a front, "Mr. Kyle. I wish that you'll find a woman who loves you as much as you'll love her, soon."
It was the same 'Mr. Kyle' that she always called out before, but it had lost all sentiments and romance. Now, it was just a greeting for a stranger she didn't know.
Kevin's hands tightened visibly, and his eyes looked gloomy. When he turned around, he changed his expression and let out a faint smile.
He asked gently, "Miss Daly, who are you to me?"
"I..." Karen was at a loss for words.
Indeed, who was she to him?
For now, she was still his wife. But soon, they would have no relationship.
Once they completed the procedures the next day, they would be complete strangers.
If they were to meet again, they might greet each other. Or, they might just act like they didn't see each other.
"Miss Daly, you can be rest assured to pursue the marriage and the happiness you want. You don't have to worry about me." After saying that, Kevin turned around and left.
His posture was straight, and he walked so gracefully; just like a piece of living art.
What Karen didn't see was that his face changed completely the second he turned away from her. He looked so down and distressed that it was frightening.
Watching him go upstairs and disappearing from her sight, Karen couldn't stop the tears rushing out from her eyes.
Kevin!
Her Kevin would never belong to her in the future anymore. She would never get to lie on his chest and listen to his heartbeat again.
She would not have the chance to hear him tell her again in his low and seductive voice, "Karen, I'm here, don't be afraid!"
She would never have the chance again...
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