Mr Carroll Went Crazy After Divorce

The man sounded emotionless but firm.

Aurora Robertson gripped her phone stunned.

But she could felt her heart which had grown rampant slowed down bit by bit. The dim lighthouse in her heart collapsed all at sudden.

So after the sex they had last night, Sion Carroll still chose Nevaeh Burns, didn’t he?

Then what was the last night for him?

A mistake under the alcoholic effect?

Or the last gift for her from this marriage?

Chuckling at herself in mockery, Aurora suddenly got aware of the fact that she had been always expecting the marriage with Sion Carroll. Even just before the second of this call, she was eager to hear Sion Carroll saying he loved her.

But now, it was over.

She repressed the bitter grief, and said controlled, trying best to make her sound calm and rational, “Does father keep the household register, as you mentioned before…”

“No,” Sion Carroll disturbed coldly, “The household register is with me, always.”

The answer blanked Aurora Robertson’s mind for while. She gnashed, after pressing her lips hardly, “Fine, see you then.”

As soon as she completed the sentence, she hung up the phone, for she was reluctant to hear more from him.

Aurora Robertson sat there still, stunned.

This sounded like a tragic comedy in which the household register was always kept by Sion Carroll.

But why did he lie to her when she proposed to divorce before?

Was that because he had not yet settled down with Nevaeh Burns?

If so, she, Aurora Robertson, was nothing but a fool!

He sounded so firm without any hesitation.

Then what did she hesitate for?

Aurora Robertson turned and got off the bed. Her sudden motion caused discomfort as a result of the sex last night.

“No big deal, just treat it as…” Aurora thought,”as a dog bite!”

She picked the dress carefully and did a quick makeup for a decent look.

Watching herself on the mirror, Aurora Robertson chuckled with mockery again. Then she turned around and left her home.

This was at noon already in the hospital.

After changing the clothes, Sion Carroll was heading to the parking lot. When he came out from the corridor, he met Nevaeh Burns who was looking for him.

“Sion.”

Nevaeh Burns looked radiant, with shyness on her face since from the sight of Sion Carroll. She asked, “Are you moving out?”

“Yes,” Sion Carroll answered and watched her, without significant emotion, “I going to deal with some business.”

Nevaeh Burns decoded what the business was.

But she did not say it loud. Instead, she said quiet in consideration, “Will you join me for dinner when you are back this afternoon? I know a restaurant that is good at healthy soup making.”

Considering the last night, Sion Carroll changed his mind in which he would have rejected her invitation instinctively, for he had no reason any more to refuse her. Instead, he should be with her for the rest of his life.

“Ok, I will call you after I get things done.”

Nevaeh Burns did not conceal the sweetness in her face and said joyfully, “All right.”

Looking at the man’s back further and further, Nevaeh Burns smiled triumphantly.

Sion Carroll was on the way to divorce with Aurora Robertson, wasn’t he?

Given Aurora Robertson’s tough personality, she must not mention about what happened last night to him.

So their divorce was must-have.

…

When Aurora Robertson reached the Register Office, Sion Carroll had not showed up.

She stood by the flower bed waiting, sniggering at herself again.

A touch of similarity came to her. Wasn’t it just like the last time when she stood at the same place?

She had waited but he failed to come at length.

But this time, she felt totally different.

She was aware of the fact that this was a marriage only for her. And now it was time to wake up.

In the car nearing the Register Office, Sion Carroll caught the sight of Aurora Robertson waiting on the stair from distance.

The breeze light slipped by, rippling the hair on her shoulder and stirring her white dress. She had a unique touch of purity.

She was still the girl that he had met years before.

He felt a sudden blow to his heart but soon fled away.

After the car was pulled over, he went off and strode towards Aurora Robertson.

“Have you waited for long?”

Watching the man in front, Aurora Robertson’s mind was blank, having no idea about what to tell.

He looked so casual as if he was talking with an old friend.

But last night, they were a pair of intimate lover.

Swallowing down the pain in her heart, she responded peacefully like him, “No, I just arrived minutes before.”

Sion’s black eyes turned dull at the sight of her, and he lowered down his voice to ask, “Do you take your marriage license?”

“…Sure.”

Aurora Robertson felt unease when talking with him right there, as if she was the inferior. So she began to stride inwards when saying, “Let’s go fast, otherwise the officials will dismiss soon.”

Sion Carroll watched her back, pressed his lips lightly, and grew somber.

But he did not say anything before stepping inside the court.

Few of couple was inside the hall for divorce, maybe because of the lower divorce rate recently, or the day that was not lucky enough for couples to split up officially.

There was only a pair of couple before. They seemed to be at the age of about 40.

Sitting on the chair waiting, Aurora Robertson was attracted by the couple running through the procedure.

The couple before…

They did not chat, with a touch of tacit understanding about what happened. For the questions from the official, they answered respectively one after one.

Aurora Robertson thought, they looked so similar as the couple ahead, seemingly harmonious but alienated inside.

The thought brought her peace gradually.

Sion Carroll sat besides, with a seat between from her.

His focus was too on the couple ahead, with a slight frown on his beautiful forehead and a pair of eyes as dark as a deep hole underground in which no one could tell what was inside.

With a glimpse, he caught a faint curve on the Aurora’s mouth. Was she smiling?

Did she feel released now?

“You can keep the flat and the cards that I gave you before.”

Sion Carroll’s unexpected lines brought her a daze for a while.

She turned her head with a glimpse at him, realizing finally what he was talking about. Then she shook her head and refused, “No, I won’t keep anything of yours.”

“I promised Professor Robertson to take care of you,” Sion Carroll insisted with dullness in his eyes, “He would only rest assured if you lead a good life.”

“I refuse.”

Sion’s reference to her father set Aurora Robertson’s heart pricking for it reminded her how ridiculous their marriage was. She said in a louder voice, “I am not that useless and you are not the air for me.”

Sion Carroll gazed at her for long.

True it was.

Given Albie Doyle’s back, how could she live badly?

She must want to get released from him as early as possible, and then she could move out to share a roof with Albie Doyle, didn’t she?

They did not chat any longer and soon it was their turn.

The procedure ran strangely smooth.

They took a solo photo and filled 2 sheets respectively.

Then came the divorce agreement.

Aurora Robertson read it carefully, term by term, word by word.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

She read it as if that was telling about their marriage for these years, and her affection to Sion Carroll as well.

But all of these days and her love was burnt into ashes and turned into the chilling lines on the document.

The reading set her heart pricking bit by bit, which she had to try hard to repress it down.

She clenched the pen for a while before she signed on her name without hesitation.

Sion Carroll sat aside frowning.

Watching Aurora Robertson’s signage, he could not tell how he felt at this moment…