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Now she had left without a word–and taken the ring off, too.
‘Is she upset again? Feeling neglected?‘ he thought.
Estela had always been gentle and soft–spoken–like most women from Trurgh, traditional and reserved. No matter how coldly he treated her, she never pushed back.
‘Well, even the calmest person has a breaking point,‘ he thought.
Still, Vance didn’t take it too seriously.
He tossed the ring aside without a second thought.
“Mrs. Leon won’t be coming back for a while. Pack up her things. Clean out the room–Ms. Silva will be moving in soon,”
he ordered.
Rowena and Josh’s eyes instantly lit up.
‘Now that Mom is gone, Phoebe can finally move in,‘ they thought.
‘And no one would be breathing down our necks anymore- asking the doctors endless questions about our physical activity!
‘Mom always makes such a big deal out of everything. She insists we meet our monthly exercise quotas and hovers over us every time she comes home!‘
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“It’s just a pity,” Josh muttered gloomily. “Mom said she’d help us finish building that spaceship. It’s super hard.”
The puzzle had thousands of tiny pieces. Once completed, it would become an intricate model of a spaceship. Josh had been planning to give it to Phoebe as a birthday gift.
But it was exhausting and hard on the eyes–he’d been waiting for Estela to help.
Rowena pouted too. “She was supposed to finish sewing clothes for my doll before she left.”
Every time Estela came back, she’d make a whole new wardrobe for the dolls. Phoebe always said how good Estela was at picking fabrics and matching colors.
But this time, Estela left so suddenly that the clothes weren’t ready.
Now Phoebe wouldn’t see them, and there’d be no compliments.
Estela wasn’t as fun or glamorous as Phoebe, but when it came to fiddly little projects like this–she was actually really good.
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Meanwhile, in Trurgh–miles away–Estela returned to the home she once shared with Vance.
After he moved back to Zrefast with the kids, Estela had stayed behind. Officially, it was for work, but in truth, it was mostly to care for his parents.
Reggie had long settled in Zrefast, but the rest of the family
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had moved to Trurgh over a decade ago.
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High society in Zrefast had its own rigid rules–everything from dress codes to dinner etiquette was micromanaged.
Rosalyn Leon never got along with Reggie and had no interest in returning to that life. She was used to being pampered and calling the shots–and preferred life in Trurgh, where things went her way.
The Leon family wasn’t fond of women who were too
outspoken or ambitious, so for Vance’s sake, Estela had kept a low profile and stayed behind as the dutiful daughter–in- law.
Her job at Leon Group had always been in name only.
But now that she had made up her mind to divorce Vance, none of that mattered anymore.
She packed up everything in their marital home and prepared to hand over the keys.
Just as she came downstairs, suitcase in hand, the butler happened to see her.
“Mrs. Leon, you’re back. Rosalyn mentioned she was craving that fish soup you made last time.”
But when he saw the luggage, he froze mid–sentence.
Estela handed him the house keys.
“I won’t be living here anymore,” she said with a faint smile. “If she wants soup, tell her to hire a chef.”
Without waiting for a response, Estela turned and walked out-
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ignoring the butler’s stunned expression.
That night, Rosalyn didn’t get her fish soup.
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Later that evening, Vance video–called Rosalyn. She didn’t waste time voicing her discontent.
“Honestly, you never should’ve married a woman from Trurgh. Can’t even cook a simple dish of fish soup,” she said.
He looked mildly surprised.
Estela had always been respectful and compliant, especially toward elders. Her defiance this time? Unexpected.
“It’s just a dish,” he said indifferently. “If she won’t make it, get someone else who will.”
Rosalyn looked uncomfortable.
Truth be told, she’d already tried hiring several chefs–but none of them could get it quite right. Not like Estela did.
Still, she couldn’t admit that in front of her son. She muttered a vague reply and left it at that.
Off to the side, the butler hesitated, unsure whether to say anything about Estela moving out of the house.
“Mr. Leon. Mrs. Leon, she, she’s moved out.”
He barely got the words out before Vance cut him off, voice cold and flat. “Forget it. Leave her alone.”
Vance ended the call without a second thought.
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Through the floor–to–ceiling windows of his office overlooking Zrefast, a faint trace of annoyance flickered across his otherwise impeccable face.
He glanced at his newly replaced phone, but in the end, didn’t call the contact at the top of his list.
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