Chapter 3

A scream erupted in the room—"Impossible!"

"How could I divorce you? I love you the most, Hazel!"

"Did something go wrong with our relationship?"

"My fault?"

Caleb shook his head resolutely. "No way, I would never fall for someone else!"

"难道是……"

Caleb looked at me, a flicker of suspicion in his eyes.

Seeing my perpetually cold expression, panic finally dawned on his face.

"Hazel, did *you*... betray me?"

"Who is he? Who's that guy? I'll destroy him!"

Caleb's emotions were running high.

But he'd just been discharged from the hospital. Such intense emotional swings made him clutch his head, wincing in pain.

I quickly took out his medication and helped him take it, gently soothing him until he calmed down a little.

Caleb, looking utterly miserable and pitiful, tugged at my sleeve, his voice a pathetic whimper. "Hazel, please don't divorce me, okay? Forget about that guy, please?"

I was speechless. What was he even imagining?

"There's no other man, no betrayal. We're having an amicable separation."

"Impossible! I..."

Caleb's brow furrowed slightly, and I could tell his headache was starting again.

I patted his shoulder. "Just focus on recovering for now. We can talk about everything else later."

"Okay..."

But his face showed a familiar anxiety, one I hadn't seen in years.

This was the insecurity of 18-year-old Caleb.

30-year-old Caleb was composed and stoic, rarely showing his emotions.

I didn't understand him anymore...