My Blind Wife Wants Divorced

Chloe looked down, smiling, and a few moments later, she lifted her gaze and looked at Darren intently. Her eyes stared at the man before her with a sad gaze. She thought about how much sacrifice he had made for her and how much Darren had contributed to helping her establish her new business. The café, which was now always bustling with customers, partly owed its success to the assistance of a doctor who had fallen for her.

Was she going on vacation with Darren? That was a good idea. She had been trying to bridge the distance for him for quite some time, so there was no harm in going on vacation together. It would be enjoyable.

“Not just a stroll. I want to go far from here,” Chloe said plainly.

Darren nodded weakly. “Where? Bali? Labuan Bajo? Where do you want to go?” he asked with enthusiasm.

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Darren nodded again. “Alright. When and where? I hope you give me an answer soon. Because I can’t wait to go together with you.”

Chloe pouted playfully, just like a teenage girl. “If it were tonight, I’d want to go to the moon. Would you come?”

“Forget the moon. I’d follow you to Mars.”

Both of them laughed in unison, feeling the joy in their hearts. It was as if they were burden-free as if their past had passed without obstacles. Their longing, which had been mounting in their hearts and feelings, was now fulfilled with playful banter and their plans to go on vacation together.

Time kept passing, and it was closing time for the café. Darren continued to accompany Chloe until she finished her bookkeeping, something she did every day. The patient’s doctor waited, even helping to tidy up the tables and chairs.

Now, only Darren and Chloe remained after all the café staff had gone home. They were also planning to leave, but Darren intentionally prolonged the time to be alone with the woman he adored without anyone else around. He purposely knocked over a glass of water placed on the cashier’s table, not far from where Chloe was standing now.

The sound of the glass breaking startled Chloe slightly, and she looked at Darren with a hint of annoyance. “You’re not a kid anymore, Darren!” she exclaimed, not serious about her problem.

Instead, Darren laughed, cleaning up the broken glass he had intentionally caused. Chloe, who had finished her work, intended to help, but he stopped her. “Let me handle it. I caused it, so I’ll take responsibility.”

Chloe grimaced and then sat sweetly, waiting for Darren to clean up the mess he had made himself. Darren occasionally stole glances at Chloe while she looked at him with an adorable smile.

“Don’t give me that look. I easily get nervous,” Darren whispered.

“Doctors can get nervous too?”

Darren chose to respond with a chuckle. “But I’m serious. Being looked at by you has a different aura.”

Chloe smiled. “You’re exaggerating!” she exclaimed.

While gazing at Darren, Chloe thought about where she and he should go on vacation. She also considered the right timing, as she was thinking about her bustling café. “Should I look for new employees?” she wondered to herself.

A long sigh escaped from Chloe, causing Darren, who had just returned after disposing of the broken glass, to furrow his brow. “What are you thinking about? You’re so deep in thought. Be careful, take care of your health, and don’t dwell on heavy things that only stress you out.”

Chloe finally smiled; she was happy to receive attention from the man beside her. “I was thinking about you.” Chloe felt incredibly embarrassed saying this, but since she had already started, she decided to continue. You could go all in, right? “So, I’m not allowed to think about you anymore? Fine then, I won’t think about you anymore starting now.”

“No!” Darren widened his eyes. The smile on his face grew even more comprehensive. “You’re only allowed to think about me. Nothing else.”

“Is that so?” Chloe asked mockingly.

“Yes.” Darren stared at Chloe intently. “Don’t think about anyone else. Only me. Just me.”

Chloe chuckled. “You’re so fickle.”

“What do you think about me then? To make such a heavy sigh?”

“Hmm… What could it be?” She teased.

“Don’t make me curious. If I get curious, I could become the prey of beautiful women. Aren’t you afraid of becoming my victim here?”

Darren’s efforts to spend more time alone with Chloe finally paid off. It wasn’t in vain that he broke a glass; that night, they chatted until late.

Similar to the cool air in Beverly Hills tonight, many who were distant came closer. The warmth created from word after word they exchanged made their closeness even more intimate. Regardless of the late hour, the feelings that developed between them were something they would cherish.

Until the time comes.

Hopefully.