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“To make sure I don’t back out, I emailed it to you, but I also sent
a copy to the court clerk I spoke with. Once the time is up, the
court will automatically announce it to both parties. Even if I
want to back out, it’ll be too late to withdraw the divorce
agreement.”
Tracie spoke in a calm, detached tone.
She sounded distant, as though none of this affected her.
Barney felt a deep ache in his heart.
How hollow must Tracie feel to leave herself no room for
regret?
“Tracie, if you need to cry, just let it out,” Barney said gently.
Tracie smiled faintly. “I don’t want to cry, really”
She didn’t want to dwell on the pain. She just wanted to move
forward with her life.
The assets she had saved up over the years were all for Wendi
now. Tracie needed to earn money quickly and keep herself
busy, without any time to stop and think.
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After saying goodbye to Barney, she returned home and
immediately dove back into her study to finish her senior living
facility project.
While reviewing her work, she suddenly remembered that she
had left something behind at Grover’s villa.
To be specific, it was a handwritten note.
Half a month ago, while she was putting Wendi to bed, an idea
had suddenly come to her. She grabbed a piece of Wendi’s
colored paper and jotted down her thoughts. Since she was in
Wendi’s room at the time, she had slipped the note between the
pages of Wendi’s fairy tale book.
That note was important to her project.
Realizing that tomorrow was Saturday, when Grover would be
taking Wendi to the family’s old house for dinner, Tracie
decided she would go to the villa the next morning to retrieve
the note.
The next morning, Tracie checked the time. Grover and Wendi
should have already left the villa. She drove over.
When she rang the doorbell, she expected it to be Agnes, the housekeeper who had often made things difficult for her.
Instead, a stranger opened the door.
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The woman asked, “Can I help you?”
“Are you the new housekeeper?” Tracie asked in return.
“I’ve worked for the Stanton family for twenty years, but I was
recently transferred here from the old house. Are you a guest of
Mr. Stanton?” the housekeeper asked politely but cautiously.
A bitter smile tugged at Tracie’s lips.
A housekeeper who had worked for twenty years at the old
house didn’t recognize her as Mrs. Stanton.
No wonder.
Her marriage to Grover had always been just a piece of paper.
They never had a wedding, and Grover had never publicly
acknowledged her as Mrs. Stanton.
“I’m… Wendi’s tutor. I left something in her room and came to get
it,” Tracie lied.
She didn’t expect the housekeeper to let her in, but if not, she
would just wait for Grover to come back and get the note
herself.
To her surprise, the housekeeper let her in. “You can come in.“”
Tracie went straight to Wendi’s room and found it in complete
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disarray. The bookshelves, which she had previously organized, were now a mess. Trying to find her note among the books
would be tricky.
To avoid making the housekeeper uncomfortable by standing at the door and watching her, Tracie carried a stack of children’s books into the living room and began flipping through them,
one by one.
Just as she was getting absorbed in her search, the sound of the
door opening echoed from the hallway.
Moments later, Grover walked in, holding Wendi’s hand, with
Wendi holding Juliana’s hand. The three of them were chatting
and laughing, clearly at ease with each other, walking into the
house like a happy, inseparable family.
As she saw the three of them holding hands, looking like the
perfect, happy family, Tracie’s face betrayed not a single
emotion.
