My Blind Wife Wants Divorced

Seeing Chloe’s closeness with Darren made Leonel genuinely heartbroken. His heart felt like it had been pierced by thousands of arrows that were difficult to remove. His eyes couldn’t look away as if the universe deliberately created the scene in front of him for him. Yet, the love he had, full of affection and sincerity, was only intended for Chloe.

There was a profound disappointment because reality didn’t align with his hopes. After all, Darren’s return to Surabaya only made them closer, more harmonious, and affectionate. It wasn’t just a story he heard; Leonel witnessed it firsthand. He felt heartbroken and disappointed because he had hoped Chloe would return to his embrace. He had tried everything, even though he knew one week wasn’t enough time. Chloe was no longer easily swayed in just a few days, like when they first met.

All Leonel needed was a smile and sweet words spoken as sweetly as possible, and Chloe threw herself into his embrace. But now?

Oh, God!

Did Leonel not realize that Chloe had once been in his position? The person he loved was intimately involved with someone else? Leonel had done that not just once but multiple times. And now? What was wrong with Chloe? Nothing. Her status was single, not bound by marriage. If a man approached her, Chloe was free to open up. Everything was expected as it should be.

However, Leonel couldn’t accept the reality in front of him. He roughly rubbed his face and let out a frustrated sigh. He couldn’t comprehend what was happening in his life right now. Regret began to surge in his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe. He was especially seeing Chloe happy with another man. Her smile, the glow on her face, her affectionate gestures, not to mention her carefree voice. And she showed all of that to someone else, not him. Someone who had replaced him completely. He also regretted hurting Chloe, leading her to distance herself from him.

He had divorced her, and now he rubbed his face in frustration. Remembering the past was genuinely suffocating for him. Leonel once again witnessed Chloe’s closeness to Darren in the park. Eventually, Leonel couldn’t hold back his emotions and anger. He chose to return to his apartment and curse himself. Throughout the journey, he was like a buzzing bee, making noise. He cursed and berated himself for being foolish; that was what he did until the car he was driving arrived in the basement of his rented apartment.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“You’re a fool, Leonel! You’re so crazy to let go of a woman as beautiful and intelligent as Chloe! Regret always comes in the end, and you’re the stupidest person ever!” Leonel cursed himself. He roughly ran his fingers through his hair, revealing the veins on his face. His jaw clenched. Perhaps if he looked in the mirror, his face would resemble a werewolf ready to pounce on anyone before him.

Leonel was highly emotional because he couldn’t get what he wanted, even though everyone around him supported him in getting back with Chloe. But what could he do if Chloe didn’t like him back in her arms?

Leonel’s mind was in turmoil, always focused on Chloe. He couldn’t free himself from her, as if Chloe’s face and thoughts had hypnotized his entire mind. If only time could be turned back, maybe Leonel wouldn’t have done this terrible thing of letting that woman go. He thought that Chloe wouldn’t be able to live without him, but Chloe showed she was happier. How foolish Leonel was to prioritize Ester in his past. He was allowing Chloe to choose to leave eventually.

It was what made Leonel regret even more. Moreover, Chloe’s attitude toward him was cold, and she seemed unwilling to open her heart to him again. No matter the reasons and methods used by Leonel, Chloe still ignored him with her icy heart.

Leonel felt desperate and disappointed with what he had done. Even though he had tried so much to win Chloe back, she still didn’t want to open her heart to him again. It made Leonel restless. He also felt defeated because Darren could quickly take over his position. After all, Darren wasn’t a newcomer who had entered Chloe’s life.

Leonel knew who Darren was. He was the doctor who cared for his wife when she was desperate. What about him? There was a sense of pity for Chloe, but it only went so far.

“Darren, Darren, Darren,” Leonel muttered as he paced back and forth in his apartment’s living room. He didn’t care how much he had made a mess of this room as a release for the wordless defeat he had experienced. “Damn it!!” Leonel threw the glass in his hand.

“Damn it!” he cursed once again.

Intentionally, Leonel threw himself onto the sofa. There was a lingering pain in his back, but Leonel ignored it. He once again remembered his past with Chloe in the darkness he created. He hated himself so much in the present.

“What else can I do, Chloe?” he whispered.

His eyes gazed into the distance.

“I love you, Chloe. Much more than that other man,” Leonel straightened his back slightly. “What’s so great about Darren? I promise I will change. You won’t see this annoying Leonel Grisham anymore, Chloe. I promise,” he said. Shortly after, he roughly tugged at his hair, disregarding the pain on his scalp. For Leonel, this pain was nothing compared to the heartbreak he felt.

The pain he was experiencing now was far more tormenting than his parents’ rejection of Ester. It felt multiplied several times over.

Reluctantly, he had to return to New York City without achieving anything. His disappointment with Beverly Hills and his ex-wife had become too great. No matter the reason, he couldn’t capture Chloe’s attention and feelings and return to her. It was one of the most challenging missions for Leonel, besides his business. Unbeknownst to him, tears welled when he thought of Chloe. His shoulders trembled softly, gradually intensifying.

For the first time, Leonel cried over a woman. He hit his chest, starting gently, but the sound grew painfully loud. But the pain he caused himself didn’t compare to what he felt.

After a while, Leonel managed to regain control of his emotions. He quickly wiped away the remaining tears. He made a decision. Today, Leonel wanted to return to New York City and redirect his focus to his work. Drowning in the busyness of the Mountain was better than constantly thinking about Chloe and learning to forget Chloe. Although Leonel knew it would be tough to do. The love that had just blossomed was broken and destroyed. He was convinced the woman had forgotten him and was happy with her new choice, Darren. Leonel tried not to think about Chloe anymore, but her shadow always appeared in his mind.

He immediately grabbed the suitcase from the storage closet. He hurriedly packed up all his belongings in the apartment. His mission had failed. Completely. What was he doing here for so long? Drowning in endless sorrow? He had felt the moment when Chloe laughed so happily with Darren.

“I’m leaving, Sa,” Leonel said while looking at the apartment again. Before he genuinely returned to New York City. He had lost. Completely. “I hope you’re happy, Chloe.”

Full of haste, he descended to the basement, suppressing all the turmoil in his chaotic heart. He drove as focused as possible.

“Chloe, why do you have such a sulky face?” Leonel asked one afternoon.

“Mind your own business,” Chloe replied curtly.

“I just want you to accompany me. Besides, there’s a good movie. Aren’t you interested?”