My Blind Wife Wants Divorced

The sun shone brightly, slowly filling the comfortable room with its light, and there was still no sign of life inside. The room’s owner was still enjoying the comfort of her soft and cozy bed. She had slept late last night. She was grateful that she could still close her eyes after her mind was filled with thoughts about her life. The sunlight seeped in and illuminated one of the humans residing on Earth, Chloe.

The sunlight disturbance woke her from her dream, bringing back half of her consciousness. In that threshold of awareness, Chloe sat up from her sleeping position. She stared blankly ahead; two seconds later, her gaze shifted toward the window covered by curtains.

“How long did I sleep?” Chloe muttered while letting out a tired yawn.

Only a few hours of sleep made Chloe’s body feel even more tired. She felt like she wanted to sleep again for a long time, but a responsibility urged her to go back to sleep.

“Ugh!” A groan accompanied by bone-cracking sounds filled the room, and Chloe’s consciousness started to merge within her body. She remembered to stretch her muscles and limbs. It was slightly uncomfortable, but she began feeling much better afterward.

“I have to get ready,” Chloe whispered, looking at the wall clock before heading towards the bathroom. Luckily, she still had a few minutes to complete her morning routine. If she didn’t have those minutes, her body would undoubtedly suffer from exhaustion, and Chloe didn’t want that.

The refreshing feeling of the shower enveloped Chloe’s body. At least the rain helped her forget the tiredness from the previous day, even if only momentarily.

“Ah! But I really want to sleep! Damn Leonel!”

Chloe blamed Leonel for the fatigue that settled in her body this morning. The woman, still wrapping her hair in a towel, imagined that if Leonel hadn’t come last night, she would feel refreshed and ready to carry out her activities as usual. Sighing in disappointment, Chloe realized there was no point in complaining continuously. It would be better for her to have a good day and forget about yesterday.

A loose powder cosmetic product adhered to Chloe’s face, enhancing her naturally beautiful appearance. The powder was just a touch to make her beauty radiate even more. The final touch was lipstick on her lips. Chloe didn’t want to apply too much of it; she didn’t want to look ridiculous by wearing thick lipstick.

“Perfume… where is the perfume? Ah, here it is.”

Her black eyes rolled from left to right, alternately searching for a small object containing a liquid with a slightly spicy scent. The mist from the perfume bottle filled the air, creating a fragrant aroma that was pleasant to smell, including for the owner herself, Chloe.

“Done! Phew, let’s go, Chloe! Forget about yesterday!” Chloe tried to encourage herself, although she had done the same thing repeatedly. For some reason, Leonel’s face always crossed her mind.

Handsome, charming, and wealthy. Those three words were enough to describe Leonel Grisham.

“No, Chloe! Enough! Stop it!”

Chloe slapped her face three times, trying to snap out of being captivated by Leonel. Besides, why did Leonel have to come? Doesn’t he have a job? Goodness, God! What other disturbances does she have to endure when Leonel is around? Isn’t it enough that she felt powerless because of Leonel for the past five years?

“He’s just an ex, you understand! Remember the scars he inflicted on you, Chloe.” Chloe looked at her reflection in the mirror, trying to convince herself to forget Leonel and start a new life. After all, there was Darren too; at least his name should be etched in her heart, not Leonel’s.

“Okay, time to go downstairs. Let’s see how the café is.” Chloe muttered to herself as she picked up some tools she would need later at the café, then left the room. Her car was driven by Budi, Chloe’s driver, at an average speed. Chloe wasn’t a fan of reckless drivers. She enjoyed the scenery around her while listening to music playing on her car’s dashboard. Smooth. Unlike New York City, which was undoubtedly chaotic with traffic. During the journey to the café, the woman cursed her tiredness, often mentioning Leonel’s name repeatedly and blaming him multiple times.

“Ms. Chloe? We’ve arrived,” Brad said, looking somewhat awkwardly at Chloe. “Um, sorry, Miss, if you’re feeling tired, it would be best for you to rest-”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“No, Brad, I’m perfectly fine.” Chloe interrupted Budi’s words with a smile, assuring her private driver that she was okay.

Brad let out a short sigh and smiled back. “Okay, Miss. I hope today goes smoothly.”

Chloe nodded and got out of the car. Once outside, her hand instinctively smoothed her hair. It was automatic; Chloe didn’t understand why her hand moved to fix her hair. Chloe entered the café and was greeted by several busy waiters serving customers. And then her gaze met Leonel’s.

Her ex-husband was sipping his coffee while looking around. It seemed like he was observing the movements in the café through his sharp eyes. It is puzzled, Chloe. What did Leonel want? Their eyes accidentally met amid the crowd, and they stared at each other in a straight line for quite some time.

“Damn it!” Chloe muttered, not liking it at all, and abruptly broke the connection between her and Leonel.

Leonel? Of course, he enjoyed their eye contact, and if he could, Leonel wanted to prolong their gaze even more. He relished seeing how his ex-wife became more beautiful. No, Chloe hadn’t neglected herself during her time as Mrs. Grisham. Goodness, God! All the money Leonel gave her was always used to fulfill Chloe’s needs. Everything. From household expenses to her beauty, not to mention her activities with her mother, who loved spending the limits on her credit cards.

But that didn’t happen because Chloe ended it herself. A soft exhale escaped Leonel’s mouth, and his eyes returned to look at Chloe, walking towards the cashier’s counter as if she didn’t notice his presence. He knew Chloe did it deliberately.

“Miss!” Leonel called one of the employees who had just finished clearing dirty plates and was about to collect the remaining ones. “Please ask the owner of this café to come to my table. Just tell her it’s an important matter.” Leonel gave the instruction quickly.

Without asking too many questions, the waiter nodded in agreement and immediately headed toward Chloe’s location.

“Ma’am…”

While Chloe was engrossed in conversation with the cashier, Peni had asked her not to come to the café today. There were many household needs that Peni had to buy. Therefore, Chloe asked Budi to return home. Shopping. So she wouldn’t have to struggle in the supermarket today. The waiter who Leonel sent informed Chloe that he wanted her to come to his table; he had something important to discuss.