The Divorce That Shattered His World novel Chapter 12

As Evelyn and Steve walked away, deep in conversation, they didn't notice Martin standing not far behind, his eyes filled with despair.

He smiled bitterly and turned in the opposite direction.

Three days later, Evelyn was deep in her experiment when her professor walked in with an announcement.

"Starting today, the lab will provide free meals, with a variety of choice!"

Amid the cheers, Evelyn lowered her gaze, lost in thought.

This must be Martin's doing.

She doubted he'd noticed her food preferences during their brief conversation, but after she'd agreed to go to Steve's place, free meals suddenly appeared.

She shook her head, pushing the thought aside.

Well, free food is free food.

Back in America, Stella's home.

This was the first time Martin had visited her since her return.

She greeted him with a bright smile, thrilled to see him.

Things had been going well for her lately. She was back with the man she loved, and though he'd been married, her efforts had paid off—he was finally divorced.

Good riddance to Evelyn, she thought.

Evelyn acted so tough, but in the end, she couldn't handle it.

Sure, Martin had been upset at first, but Stella had always believed it was just a matter of time.

And here he was.

"Martin, what brings you here?" she asked, still smiling.

But her smile faded as she saw his cold, expressionless face. A chill ran down her spine.

He walked past her without a word, sitting down on the sofa.

What he saw was a slap in the face.

The video showed Stella smirking, talking nonstop after he'd left to take a call. Then, as he returned, she'd grabbed the scalding soup and poured it on herself.

How could I have been so blind?

He'd forced Evelyn to apologize, causing her to hit her head and need fifteen stitches.

And what had he done? He'd left her alone in the hospital, too busy comforting Stella.

Even when Evelyn was discharged, he'd let Stella sit in the passenger seat and given her the pendant Evelyn had gifted him.

How much pain had she been in?

Now, Stella stood before him, trying to play dumb.

"What are you talking about, Martin? I don't understand."