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The 13th Call to My Husband at the Crematorium novel Chapter 8

Summary for Chapter 8: The 13th Call to My Husband at the Crematorium

Chapter summary: Chapter 8 from the book The 13th Call to My Husband at the Crematorium by Nodira Heliodoros

Discover the most important events of Chapter 8, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel The 13th Call to My Husband at the Crematorium. With the engaging writing of Nodira Heliodoros, this Internet masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

As Mr. and Mrs. Aiden's car drove away, Caleb shot me a helpless glance.

Finally, he slowly walked over to me and softly said:

"Madison, let's go home."

I looked at the tortured, conflicted look on his face and couldn't help but find it laughable.

I knew he was waiting for me to give him an easy out.

The moment I spoke, he'd pretend everything was fine and try to smooth things over, just like before.

I'd always been the one to back down first, putting aside my pride so his didn't get hurt.

But now, how could I act like nothing had happened?

My parents were gone.

My heart was shattered.

I looked at him calmly, my voice cool:

"Okay, let's go back and sign the divorce papers."

Caleb frowned, looking helpless. His voice softened:

"Madison, don't be like this."

"After we handle everything with your parents, I'll take you on a trip, okay?"

Before, if he'd apologized to me, I would've been over the moon, unable to sleep all night.

If there was a little bonus, it would have been the highlight of my month.

But now, my heart felt like stone.

"Caleb, you don't have to stay with me out of guilt."

"That'll only make you tired, and honestly, it disgusts me."

The love I once had for him had become the chains that bound me.

I just wanted freedom in the final moments of my life.

"Madison, I didn't know all you'd done for me. I was wrong. I'm sorry."

"I've ignored you all this time. Didn't you always want kids?"

"Let's have a baby. No, wait, how many do you want?"

"We can have as many as you like!"

"Madison, this is a synthesized voice. I didn't say that!"

"I can explain, I swear."

I watched him fumble, his words stumbling as panic set in.

The sudden death of my parents.

The guilt he felt for them.

The misunderstandings he had about me.

The pain he caused me.

All of those emotions had shattered him.

I didn't want to deal with him anymore.

I didn't have much time left.

I thought I wouldn't feel any more emotional reactions.

Until I saw, behind Caleb, Sophia walking toward us, holding the dog named Max.

My body trembled.

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