'I want to leave a good memory behind. That way, when I look back on this, I can savor it instead of just feeling regret.'
"Alright, I'll stay here tonight."
A faint smile touched Adrian Quincy's lips, his heart already bursting with joy.
...
「That night.」
While Adrian Quincy was in a last-minute meeting, Claire Sinclair quickly went into his room. She packed up the things she planned to take, ready to leave the next morning.
As it turned out, after packing everything up, there wasn't much she could take—just a few outfits.
'Come to think of it, that made sense. Besides sharing a marriage certificate, there was nothing else connecting them.'
'Once divorced, they would go their separate ways, owing each other nothing. That would be for the best.'
Claire Sinclair put the clothes into her suitcase and then placed the suitcase in the corner. Her mind was made up.
