After the night, Ulric had thought through many things.
Since being with him caused her so much suffering, it was better to give her freedom.
Her past life had always been beyond her control. He had hoped that his presence could change her life’s trajectory, helping her to emerge from her previous shadows. But now, it seemed she was truly exhausted.
Ulric could clearly feel that Rosalind had been genuinely weary these past few days; it wasn’t something she could fake.
“You’re just unnecessary! Hurry up and divorce her. Holding a wedding would only move yourself,” Johnny said, meeting Ulric’s somber gaze.
Finally, he sighed, “Alright, I’ll handle your discharge.”
…
After leaving Ulric’s hospital room, Rosalind didn’t leave the hospital immediately. Instead, she went for a walk in the hospital’s back garden, a place her mother had loved.
Because Mrs. Eva had spent almost the latter part of her life in the hospital, this place became the only spot to remember her.
Rosalind walked until she was tired, then sat on a bench in the pavilion, watching patients come and go, all accompanied by their families.
Thinking about herself…
She always used work and tight schedules as excuses for not visiting her mother every day.
Heaven had its retribution; she didn’t even get to see Mrs. Eva one last time.
Her mother must have resented her, for not listening to her words, for ultimately following in her footsteps.
“Mommy! The injection hurts so much, I want a hug!”
Suddenly, a child’s voice reached Rosalind’s ears.
Following the sound, she saw a little girl pouting and acting spoiled with her mother, pointing to the spot where she got the injection. Her big eyes blinked adorably.
Her mother bent down to pick her up and kissed her on the cheek. “Sweetie, once your fever goes down, we’ll go home. Mommy promises to take you to the amusement park, okay?”
“Yay!” The little girl instantly forgot all her pain, her tear-filled eyes unable to hide her joy.
As she watched, tears welled up in Rosalind’s eyes.
She… had always wanted a mother like that too.
Someone she could act spoiled with and cry in front of without restraint.
In her memory, Mrs. Eva rarely smiled.
There was even a time when Rosalind resisted her! So after returning from her part-time job to the nursing home where her mother stayed, she would bury herself in homework, not speaking or making eye contact with her mother.
Because she felt that whenever her mother spoke, it was to scold her for not associating with boys or for having early romantic relationships.
But at that time, even though she was in her teenage years, she had to wake up before dawn to walk to school every day. After school, she had to work part-time and then face heavy homework and study tasks at home. How could she have any thoughts of early romance?
It seemed that among the whole class, she had only looked at Ulric a few more times because he was her deskmate.
After graduating from university and starting formal work, she subconsciously began to reject any further contact with men. It wasn’t something she controlled; it was a habit.
Whenever she felt lonely, Rosalind couldn’t help but resent her mother for instilling such thoughts in her from a young age! Making her so out of place.
But now…
She just wanted Mrs. Eva to come back to life.
Anything would be fine.
Rosalind reached out and gently touched her abdomen. “Child, if I give birth to you… will you also resent me in the future?”