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Over the next two months,
I received a message from Aiden.
[Clare, see you at the entrance of the City Hall at 8 o’clock tomorrow morning. After registration, I will call you my wife. I will always love you.]
At around 10 PM, he sent another message.
[I will come to pick you up at 7 o’clock tomorrow morning and take you back to our love nest.]
An hour later, another message arrived.
[Honey, where are you? I brought you back home, why are you not in the new house?]
He seemed to be crazy.
Lydia called me soon after.
“Clare, Aiden has a serious mental problem. He thinks you‘ re still inBelongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
the honeymoon period. He’s been going door to door looking for you. Please come back,” she pleaded, crying.
“I’m sorry, Lydia. I’m not a doctor and I can’t cure him even if I go back.”
“Clare, Aiden really needs you now. Please, come back.”
“I took care of him for 20 years. Now that we‘ re divorced, I have no obligation to take care of him anymore. I am truly sorry.”
“Can you bear to watch him become a madman?”
“From the moment Kathy left, I don’t care whether Aiden is alive or dead, crazy or insane. It has nothing to do with me anymore.” I hung up the phone.
In the following days, Aiden’s condition deteriorated further. He sent me messages every day and sometimes called me in the middle of the night.
Eventually, I decisively blocked him.