Henry Jeanne Inez Novel A New Destiny That Ends Beautifully, After a Painful Parting

When the car accident happened, Henry Walpole again chose the intern who only had a scratch, leaving me with serious injuries to fend for myself.
It was the beginning when I suddenly realized I didnt love him as much as I thought.
Seeing the intern post their cheek-to-cheek selfie with the caption, [Meeting you is just the beginning of the story.]
I didnt feel panicked, trembling, or furious anymore. Instead, I calmly liked it and left comments.
[Next time, take a photo of the right side of his face; its even more handsome than this.]
Then I clicked on a movie I had been collecting for a long time and I watched it with relish. Before going to bed, I found dozens of missed calls on my phone.
Inez is a very playful kid, so dont take it seriously. Wait until I go back tomorrow to celebrate your birthday.
I didnt reply. Instead, I enjoyed the enthusiasm of the main character in the film who said, The world is so big, I want to see it too.

The next day, Henry didnt keep his promise to come home to celebrate my birthday. I had grown accustomed to it by now and felt no disappointment.
Instead, I submitted my resignation application as soon as I arrived at the company early in the morning. Then I booked a flight to fly abroad in a week.
Ive always been impulsive and stubborn. Only in love did I feel trapped and unable to make a choice.
A week later marked our sixth anniversary together. It was a perfect time for a beginning and an end and it was considered complete.
On the third night, Henry came home drunk. He waited at the entrance for a long time with his coat in hand.
But he didnt wait until I stepped forward to take my coat and take out my slippers as usual. He glanced at me, shook his head and smiled at me, who was working on the travel guide on the sofa.
Are you still angry that you havent replied to my message?
Fine, Im back to be with you now. My head hurts like hell. Make me some hangover soup.
He had frequent social engagements and disliked taking liver-protecting medicine.
Long ago, I got a hangover soup recipe from an old traditional healer. Whenever he came home from a gathering, a warm bowl of soup was ready for him.
I was deep in thought about where to plan my second stop abroad, so I replied without looking up. There are hangover tablets on the bedside table. Just take one if you feel uncomfortable.
There was sudden silence in the living room and I raised my head after realizing it. Henry didnt look pleased.
Jeanne, even if youre upset, there should be a limit, right?
Inez is so young and struggling alone in this city. No one can help her except me. Can you stop getting jealous over a child?
He forgot that Inez Merz was only three years younger than me. I pointed at my bandaged foot.
Im not angry or jealous. I injured my foot in a car accident that day and couldnt stand for long periods.
If you really want that hangover soup, why not invite Inez over? Ill teach her how to make it?
He looked in disbelief. In the past, just hearing Inezs name would set me off. Now I was calmly suggesting she come over to make Henry a hangover soup.
Is your foot okay?
That day, Inez got hurt. She has a phobia of blood and said she couldnt breathe. I wanted to take her for a checkup first, then come back.
He met my eyes and fell silent. Inezs injury was just a scratch on her right hand and she had to put a large band-aid on it. The then come back part was purely a joke for me.
He gave a dry cough to hide his embarrassment and pulled a plastic bag from his bag. You love Inez, right? I especially brought it for you.
I replied, The doctor said seafood and river fish are trigger foods. I have to avoid them while injured.
After running into setback after setback, he, who was usually in control, finally got upset. What a waste of good food!
He threw the plastic bag heavily into the trash can and went into the bathroom. His phone vibrated on the coffee table. I picked it up instinctively.


I just realized it belonged to Henry. I glanced at it and read a message that appeared on the screen.
Mmm, the crab soup that you treated us to was so delicious and satisfying! To express my overflowing gratitude, Ill personally cook a feast for you later!
Glancing at the lone crab in the trash bin, I couldnt help but laugh.
Early the next morning, I woke up early and finished my makeup. Just as I was about to leave, Henry got up.
Its the weekend. Where are you going?
Company team-building.
I said softly, By the way, if Inez comes to spend the night, remember to buy condoms. I threw out the expired ones at home.
Without another glance at him, I turned and pressed the elevator button. There were so many male colleagues at the company and Henry had worried about this for a long time.
Over the past six years, hed urged me to quit my job countless times. To give him a sense of security, I cut off all social connections outside of work.
In six years of employment, I never attended a single company team-building dinner. Even at the most important annual meeting at the end of the year, I always found excuses to skip.
Over time, I became perceived as a cold and unsociable person by my colleagues. This time, I was about to leave and I finally took part in a two-day group tour for the first time.
After I really relaxed and played games, barbecued and chatted with my colleagues, I realized that they were actually very friendly. When I mentioned my plans to travel to France, Karina put her arm around my shoulder.
Its time to come out and have some fun. Why are you living like a monk when youre so young?
Holding my drink, I felt a mix of emotions in my heart. Yeah, I just realized Ive missed out on so much!
For a love that never blossomed, I missed the whole worlds scenery. Throughout the two-day team-building trip, Henrys messages never stopped.
[Did you have fun? Who are you hanging out with?]
[Where are you staying tonight? Do you need me to come over and accompany you?]
[When are you coming back? Want me to pick you up?]
[What are you doing? Why arent you replying to my message?]
My phone screen lit up again and again.
In the past, when I went out for meetings, I would always take pictures and report everything in detail, out of fear of causing any misunderstandings. However, when I sought the same sense of security, Henry became very impatient.
I am a human being, not your pet. I need my own space and freedom.
There was a serious car accident on the way back and it took me until late at night to get home. When I dragged my suitcase through the door, Henry was still awake.
You finally decided to come back? I thought youd forgotten your way home!
I was so tired that my eyelids were clenching and I was too lazy to argue with him.
We got caught in a car accident and have been stuck here since.
Henry stood up suddenly, with suppressed anger in his voice and said, Thats not what Im talking about. Why havent you replied to my messages these past two days?