He Left Me During My Miscarriage to Support His Ex—1 Year Later, He Returned to My DIVORCE Papers Chapter 10
Luna seemed far more stable, though exhaustion lingered heavy under her eyes.
“I was always too insecure to build a lasting life with him.
I never imagined that even after we split up, I’d still have to rely on him to cover my father’s medical bills.”
I couldn’t be bothered to entertain her ramblings and stayed silent.
I wanted nothing to do with either her or Silas.
Their entire messy situation had nothing to do with my life anymore.
Once the divorce cooling period ended, we officially collected our divorce certificates.
Silas asked me as we stood outside the government office.
“Will you leave Newhaven City after this?”
I shook my head.
“No.”
A bitter, hollow smile tugged at his lips.
I had no reason to exile myself from this city just because my marriage had failed.
I had close friends here, an established social circle, and a stable career-why abandon all of that over one
broken relationship?
He spoke again, voice quiet.
“Would it be all right if we still crossed paths sometimes?”
I let out a short scoff.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
Temperatures plummeted all across Newhaven City shortly after, and the season’s first snow began falling
out of nowhere, unannounced.
This snowfall felt entirely different from the one a year prior.
This snow marked my fresh start.
Fine white snowflakes drifted down through the air.
Silas’s gaze never left my figure the whole time.
When I glanced over at him, he offered me a faint, gentle smile.
Living in Newhaven City meant I’d inevitably run into Silas every so often.
But those encounters remained rare, and I stopped going out of my way to dodge him entirely.
Half a year later, I heard new news about Luna-her depression had worsened drastically.
I met her again during the company’s annual physical checkup at Maplewood Memorial Hospital.
“Willa Bennett.”
She called out to stop me mid-hallway.
Her features still carried that soft, gentle look she’d always worn.
“Why did you choose to divorce him?”
I smiled faintly and turned to face her.
“What business is that of yours?”
Her face flushed with embarrassment.
“I just wanted to understand-he’s such an amazing man.
After we broke up, once I found out he’d gotten married, I finally admitted how deeply I regretted letting him
I saw photos of your wedding once, the two of you looked so perfect side by side. You come from a far
better background than me, and you can stand proudly beside him, openly accepting every display of his
affection.
I could never manage that, not even for a second.
There was a stretch of time where dark, bitter thoughts consumed me-I kept thinking it should’ve been me
standing at his side as his wife.
Looking at your wedding photographs shattered my heart completely.”
I only said one single line to her.
“Luna Cole.
Your mind really does dwell on dark, ugly thoughts, and I can honestly say I agree with that assessment. You’re just like your mother. Don’t come searching for me again. We’re barely acquaintances, after all. You’d be far better off spending all this free time chasing Silas instead of pestering me.”
Life after splitting from Silas treated me wonderfully, growing better and brighter each passing day.
I caught snippets of news about Luna every now and then, though I never actively sought updates on her life.
All I knew was her physical illness paired with severe depression left her suffering terribly day in and day out.
I spotted her mother once in passing; strands of gray now streaked her dark hair.
I held no hatred toward the woman.
Her desperate pleas had pushed me to realize I needed to cut my ties with Silas before things deteriorated even further.
Hating someone drains too much of your energy.
I refused to waste my emotional bandwidth on people who meant nothing to my future.
For Christmas Eve, I headed back to Millfield, Ohio, my hometown.
Tourists from out of state flooded the small town streets for the holiday season.
An unexpected visitor showed up at my front door that night.
Silas Mercer stood outside my porch on Christmas Eve night.
I’d just finished a walk around the neighborhood with my blind date partner and returned to the house steps.
Night had fully fallen, only silver moonlight and dim streetlamps lighting the quiet road.
Our eyes locked instantly.
I stared at him in pure shock, baffled about how he’d found his way to this tiny Ohio town.
He called my name, his voice trembling at the tail end of the word.
“Willa.”
I turned to introduce the man beside me.
“Sorry to say, this is my ex-husband.”
My blind date partner took the hint and left without another word.
Silas tugged at the corner of his mouth, forcing a strained smile as he struggled to speak.
“You’re going on blind dates now.”
I nodded once.
“You could say that.”
“Silas Mercer, I need you to stop pulling these pointless stunts.
I could build a life with any man out there.
But not you. Not anymore.”
He sucked in a sharp breath, his chest heaving, and fresh tears spilled over his lids.
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His eyes turned an increasingly bright red.
We stood there staring at each other for a long stretch of time.
He set down the wrapped gift box he’d been clutching in his hands.
“Happy Christmas Eve.”
The black Tesla Model S pulled away and vanished into the dark night shortly after.
Everything between Silas Mercer and me had finally reached its end.
