With that, I wiped away my tears and left for the hospital.
My daughter lay in the mortuary, her face pale and body cold. I held her and cried, my heart breaking. My sweet daughter was gone, leaving me forever on this stormy day.
With a heavy heart, I had her cremated.
As I walked out with her urn, Stanley's phone was still unreachable. Since the incident at his office, he had blocked me.
In the past three days, I had found a burial plot for our daughter. I gathered her belongings to take to the cemetery.
Stanley finally came home, reeking of women's perfume. He glanced at me indifferently and tossed a box my way. "What happened at the office was my fault, but I couldn't lose face in front of all those people as the CEO. This is a gift for you. Take it. Now, go make me a cup of coffee; I’ve missed it a lot."
Stanley had always enjoyed the coffee I made. He loosened his tie and lay on the sofa. I threw the box at his head, making him bleed.
"Aurelia, are you insane?"
Ignoring his curses, I went inside and grabbed the divorce papers. "Sign it."
Stanley took the papers, staring at me in disbelief. "Aurelia, are you serious about this divorce?"
"Stanley, our daughter died because of you. I can never accept you again."
He impatiently kicked the coffee table. "How long are you going to keep making up stories? I apologized. What more do you want?"
He picked up the box and threw it at me. I noticed it had already been opened, and a cold smile crossed my face. This was a gift someone else had rejected, yet he thought I'd eagerly open it like before.
"Stanley, once you sign this, we’re done. I don't want a penny of your money." I looked at him with a cold expression, no longer feeling any of the admiration I once had.
"Damn it, you really are stubborn. I'm telling you now, you won't get any money from me, and you can't take our daughter either!"
He stood up angrily, grabbed his suit jacket, and slammed the door on his way out.
The loud bang echoed through the house.
I returned to my room, continuing to pack my daughter's belongings, tears streaming down my face.
I couldn't understand how Stanley and I had ended up like this.
He had once been my hero, saving me in my darkest hour, but now he was the one responsible for my daughter's death.