After the two got inside the apartment, Aaron took the duffle bag from Fiona's hand and carried it inside the bedroom. Once he reappeared, there was a medicine kit in his tiny hand.

The little boy sat beside Fiona with his furrowed brows and carefully applied the ointment on her bruises and swollen cheek. Fiona let out occasional groans and hisses, but the boy didn't stop until he felt assured he didn't miss out on anything.

Aaron returned the ointment in the kit before turning to ask her, "Are you hungry, Mom?"

Fiona nodded blankly, suddenly realizing that she hadn't eaten anything for hours. Learning about Alice's pregnancy and her and Laura's confrontation, a lot has happened that she didn't have time to settle down. She was busy pretending as if nothing had happened that she even forgot to eat.

Seeing her blank look, Aaron knew that Fiona was still thinking about Kahl. He sighed before asking, "Haven't you given up on him yet, Mom?"

Fiona went silent. Her lovely and painful memories with Kahl flashed in her mind. She loved him so much that she didn't care about her dignity while living with the Brown Family. Giving up on him was easier said than done.

She turned to Aaron and ruffled his hair. Despite his young age, Aaron was quite sensible. He could understand Fiona and Kahl's relationship well and knew that Fiona had deeply loved Kahl for years while the latter treated her coldly. As she thought of this, Fiona decided not to tell Aaron what happened today, lest it would bother him. But to assure him, she gave him a satisfying answer.

Fiona sighed and solemnly said, "I've given up."

Earlier, Laura accused her of killing her grandson because she was incapable of having a baby. Unbeknownst to Laura and the Brown Family, she already had one six years ago.

It was kind of bitter, but luckily, they showed little interest in what was happening in her life and hadn't discovered Aaron's existence yet.

The little boy looked at her flatly for a moment and said, "Stay here and don't leave. I'll cook something for you."

Fiona would assume she was talking to an adult if not for his tiny figure and adorable little face. She smiled in amusement and answered with a salute, "Yes, Sir."

Meanwhile, in his office, Kahl had been standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for an unknown time. He was gazing down at the streetlights, trying to calm the inexplicable restlessness inside him. However, to no avail, the image of Fiona being beaten by his mother kept appearing in his mind.

At that time, Fiona silently gazed at him. She didn't say anything, but her eyes seemed to convey what she truly felt inside. Kahl could feel her desperation and hopelessness as if Fiona was asking for help.

He crossed that idea off his mind immediately. Kahl knew Fiona was the sort of person who would never ask for help from others. But, that reason couldn't alleviate the restless feeling in his heart.

He reached out for a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, unknowingly remembering the memories of when Fiona silently followed him years ago.

After burning three sticks, Kahl took the key from his desk and left the building.

As soon as he returned to the villa, he quickly looked for Fiona, yet the latter wasn't in her bedroom. Perplexed, he immediately asked Megan when she passed by. "Where is she?"

"Sir Kahl, you mean Ma'am Fiona?" Megan asked back.

When she saw Kahl nod, she shook her head and answered, "No, I haven't seen her since her and Ma'am Laura's argument. I just heard she left after their fight."

Kahl frowned. He couldn't help but ask, "Did Fiona say where she was going?"

Megan answered honestly, "No, I was not present when she left."

After giving it some thought, Kahl guessed that Fiona might have stayed with her best friend, Sue Garcia.

Kahl signaled Megan to leave and went back to the master's bedroom upstairs.

When he closed the bedroom door behind him, Kahl turned on the light. His eyes darted around, feeling that something was amiss. Usually, only Fiona slept here as he hardly shared a room with her.

But as he looked at the side table and open cabinet only then did Kahl realize that some of her personal belongings were missing. His brows creased. Somehow, this didn't sit well with him.

Even if they were married for years, Kahl never gave a damn about Fiona. But when she actually left this time, an inexplicable emptiness crept into his heart.

The following day at the Rende Hospital, while Fiona made her rounds and passed by Alice's ward, she accidentally overheard Alice expressing her grievances to Laura, making her pause in her step.

"Auntie did Fiona not save my baby because she couldn't accept that I was pregnant with Kahl's child?!" Alice wept in anguish. Viciousness flickered across her eyes.

Laura didn't notice it. She felt highly distressed just by looking at Alice's pale and haggard appearance. She held Alice's cold hand and said in a soothing tone, "Don't worry, I'll tell Kahl to get rid of that woman immediately. Moreover, you and Kahl are still young. You can have more children in the future."

Alice felt unwilling, so she deliberately asked, "Then, aren't we letting Fiona off just like that? My innocent baby…."

"Alice," Laura suddenly interrupted, her voice turning serious, "I already punished her yesterday. I understand where you are coming from. You lost your child while I lost my grandson. I'm in pain too. But it would be best if you understood my decision." She sighed.

"Fiona has lived in the Brown family for more than ten years. And my late husband had always doted on her. For my husband's sake, I can't punish her anymore. The only thing I can do is to kick her out and let Kahl divorce her."

Alice scoffed inwardly. Even with everything that happened, her position in the Brown family was still nothing compared to Fiona's. Although Kahl and Laura were indifferent toward Fiona, after all, Fiona had spent so many years living with the Brown Family. Kahl and Laura still felt some pity for her.

In the end, Alice didn't say anything, only nodding obediently at Laura. She knew it was not wise to instigate Laura to get back at Fiona now.

Outside, Fiona's eyes turned colder the more she listened to them. Then, when she remembered that she still had to go to her patient's residence, she decided not to waste her time and leave. However, just as she turned around, Fiona unexpectedly met Kahl's deep, intimidating blue eyes.

Fiona froze, not expecting that she would meet Kahl so soon.

Kahl stood near the corridor wall, his hands in his pockets. A cold aura surrounded him, so despite his handsome face, no one dared to go near him. His eyes narrowed as he stared at Fiona.

Fiona composed herself before looking at him calmly. "Hello."

Kahl didn't say anything and just examined Fiona. Though he wasn't sure if her forehead was bruised, Kahl didn't understand why he felt a sense of relief when he noticed that the swelling on Fiona's cheek seemed to subside.

For a second, Kahl was stumped for words. He didn't expect that there would come a day that he would feel worried about Fiona.

Seeing that Kahl didn't have the intention to speak, Fiona didn't intend to talk to him either. With her eyes staring ahead, Fiona calmly walked past him.

However, just as Fiona took a few steps, Kahl's slightly cold voice rang from behind, "Stop!"

Before Fiona could react, Kahl had already grabbed her arm and dragged her toward the corridor.

Annoyed, Fiona glared at him and forcefully freed herself from his clutches. She raised her eyebrows at him and asked, "Kahl, what do you think you're doing?"

"I should be the one to ask you that," Kahl hissed. His towering figure seemed so intimidating that it gave Fiona a feeling of being trapped. Gazing down at her, Kahl smirked. "So, you seem to be looking forward to our divorce?"

Otherwise, why did Fiona not have the slightest resistance when Kahl brought up the topic of divorce? Instead, she seemed especially willing and agreed to it without hesitation.

Fiona met his gaze and smiled deprecatingly, "Isn't this what you always wanted?"

Kahl didn't answer and just looked at her intensely. When he saw the seriousness and determination in Fiona's eyes, Kahl asked in disbelief, "Are you serious? You really planned to divorce me?"

Initially, Kahl suspected whether the Fiona he had spoken yesterday was merely a figment of his imagination. But now, seeing her decisiveness, Kahl only then realized that Fiona had already made up her mind on this matter. However, didn't Fiona claim that she loved him? How could Fiona be willing to let him go just like that?

Hearing Kahl's questions, Fiona smiled in ridicule. Like she was looking at some stranger, she casually remarked, "Isn't that a good thing for you?"

"Good thing?" Kahl echoed, seemingly annoyed. His oppressive aura made the atmosphere seem colder.

Then, as Fiona seemed to realize something, she faintly said, "Oh, are you displeased because I quickly agreed to our divorce? If so, it's my fault. I should have acted sad and made a fuss."

Kahl said nothing. He didn't know why, but Fiona had been acting strange since yesterday, and he kept feeling a sense of unease.

"What a pity," Fiona continued, pretending to sigh, her smile devoid of emotion. "I'm not in a mood to let you see such a ridiculous drama."

Fiona had kept Kahl in her heart for so many years. Yesterday's torment made her realize it was time to let him go. After all, she had already experienced all there was to it—longings, sorrows, disappointment, heartache, and grievances. If she continued insisting on this feeling, wouldn't she be a masochist?

Moreover, if she were to divorce Kahl, she could focus her time on raising Aaron. Although he was mature for his age, Fiona knew that Aaron still longed to be with her.

So, after making up her mind about their divorce, Fiona believed that there was nothing for them to say. "I still have to go to my patient, so if there's nothing, I'll leave first," Fiona aloofly stated and left without waiting for his response.

However, she hadn't walked a few steps when Fiona heard Kahl's icy voice again accusing her, "You're so eager for our divorce, aren't you? Why? So you can finally be with that wild man?"

Fiona stopped abruptly. Her head snapped at him.

Kahl didn't wait for her response and sneered, "That lover you had six years ago?"

In Kahl's mind, only that could be the reason why Fiona was indifferent and decisive when it came to their divorce. If not for having a lover, why else did Fiona seem eager to divorce him?

Fiona's eyebrows slightly twitched. She didn't understand Kahl anymore. With a hint of anger, she questioned, "What do you mean?"

"Still playing dumb?" Kahl smiled in derision. "Right, you've been doing that for six years, so you are an expert at it."

After saying this, Kahl slowly walked toward her. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "But Fiona, remember this. Even if you divorce me for that wild man, you can forget being with him because, without my permission, you can never get rid of your relationship with me."

His deep, baritone voice sounded mesmerizing, as if Kahl was whispering sweet nothings to Fiona's ear.

However, his words sent a chill down her spine. Kahl was serious, and Fiona knew that he would never break them once he said something.

She had known Kahl for years and knew he could be the most formidable enemy one would hope they'd cross paths. No one could guess what he was thinking, which made him unpredictable. What was even more frightening, after what happened six years ago, Kahl became much more dangerous, and no one even dared to oppose him.

After that, Kahl walked past Fiona without bothering to say goodbye or glancing at her.

Nonetheless, Fiona stood motionless and watched his retreating figure. Worry flashed in her eyes.

Fiona wasn't that much concerned about Kahl's warning since she was never involved with another man, nor had this so-called lover. Kahl was the only person she loved in her life. What a pity that her love for him had unknowingly faded in the past six years. She didn't even realize it until she decided to let him go completely.

However, what caused her anxiety was what Kahl would do if he learned she had a six-year-old son.

Fiona took a deep breath to calm herself while trying to dismiss these thoughts.

When she glanced at her wristwatch, she remembered her appointment to see her patient, so she hurried out of the hospital.