Half-Hearted: Mr. Sinclair, Stop the Act!-Chapter 111: Caleb Sinclair, Let’s Get a Divorce
The hospital room was silent, with Sienna Monroe lying on the bed. Perhaps because she had been acting for so long, her body and mind were exhausted, leaving her mind blank.
It seemed like nothing could fill it up.
Her eyes stared vacantly ahead, the gaze unable to focus.
When Caleb Sinclair walked in with a regained positive mindset, this was the scene he saw.
His heart panicked, and at the same time, a fine pain spread as if tossed into the deep sea, surrounded by water. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t grasp a single piece of driftwood.
Clearly standing so close, yet he felt as if separated by the entire universe.
As if telling him, he would never be able to embrace her, have her again.
But he couldn’t accept this outcome.
He moved his lips, and two syllables rolled out of his throat with difficulty, "Wife..."
From the moment Caleb entered, Sienna had noticed, and at that moment, she returned to her senses.
She made no movements, purely not wanting to engage with him.
Now, hearing his voice, she couldn’t help but furrow her brow. Slowly turning her head, she immediately saw Caleb’s face, swollen and red from being hit.
She was stunned for a moment.
Thinking, June Ewing really didn’t hold back.
She was well aware of June’s regard for Caleb, her only son. Her efforts to climb higher were partly for herself but mostly for Caleb.
Since being taken back into the Sterling Family, June had been planning step by step for Caleb.
Now, finally having carved out a place in the family, there’s a high possibility it could all be undone by Caleb’s scandal, resetting everything to nothing.
Two decades of effort wasted.
Probably because of this, she lashed out at Caleb.
Sienna understood June’s frustration of wanting Caleb to succeed, but at this moment, her face remained calm, though her bloodshot eyes still contained endless sorrow and pain.
Her clear voice carried a distinct hint of anger, but her tone was extremely cold, "Don’t call me wife, it sickens me!"
Caleb’s brain suddenly glitched for a moment.
He moved his lips, seemingly afraid of truly seeing a look of disgust on her face, so he first averted his gaze.
There was nothing in the hospital room for him to do, so he looked at the empty vase on the cabinet not far away, deliberately searching for a topic.
"Tomorrow I’ll go to the flower shop and buy two bouquets of your favorite roses. Any other flowers you like, I’ll get for you as well."
Sienna didn’t respond, staring at him unblinkingly, her gaze as sharp as an ice pick, slicing away the mask of dignity he had carefully constructed.
The calm after the breakdown was the most terrifying.
Even if it’s all an act, she refused to remain a maniac driven insane by love.
She was a daughter of the Monroe Family, coming from a family of scholars. She had her own strength, a backbone that could not be crushed.
Under her gaze, Caleb felt guilty and somewhat uneasy, ultimately meeting her eyes awkwardly.
His voice was as fragile as a spider’s thread in the wind, "Sienna, don’t look at me like that. I really know I was wrong..."
"Caleb, let’s get a divorce."
Sienna interrupted him, her voice still hoarse, each word soaked in disappointment.
No ups and downs, could even be called flat.
Only in this way could his guilt be provoked to the utmost.
Caleb was stunned, his vision blurred in bloodshot eyes, surrounded by a buzzing sound.
In an instant, his knees hit the ground, the sharp pain not even causing a frown, overshadowed by the tearing regret in his heart.
"Sienna, I beg you, please give me another chance. I promise I will never do it again."
He nailed himself to the stand, voluntarily handing over all his chips, "I love you. The promises I made were heartfelt, genuinely wanting to spend a lifetime with you.
Ning Vivian was a mistake I made when drunk, I mistook her for you, and then... she threatened me. I was afraid she’d tell you, and that’s why, in a moment of confusion, I was with her.
Sienna, I truly know I was wrong. Please forgive me just this once, okay? If you’re not satisfied, you can continue to hit or curse me, just don’t leave me. I really can’t live without you."
Sienna listened to his tearful confession, detecting the pauses in his words, stirring no waves in her heart.
If not for the act, she’d really like to watch like an outsider.
Honestly, with Caleb’s acting, she couldn’t quite tell if he was sincere at this moment or half acting.
But what she knew clearly was that saying Vivian threatened him into being with her was a lie he concocted.
How ridiculous.
Vivian should come hear it too.
The man she worked so hard to get was so spineless, so contemptible.
Even now, he still tried to push the blame onto Vivian.
Sienna was truly disappointed.
Tears welled in her eyes again, questioning with a sob, "Forgive? You even had a child with her, and you make it sound easy. How am I supposed to forgive?"
Caleb seemed to hear a glimmer of hope in her words, kneeling and shuffling forward, "I’ll make her abort the child, make her leave Imperial City. Afterward, I won’t see her again..."
"And what about my child? How do you plan to make up for that?"
"We’re still young, we’ll have more children in the future, Sienna..."
Perhaps before, she saw through his hypocrisy and suspicion, but now, Sienna truly saw how shameless he was.
Beneath his gentlemanly facade lay nothing but disgusting vileness and darkness.
She spent six years in love with such a person.
How pitiful.
Tears fell onto the quilt with a patter. Shakily, she raised her hand, pointing to the door, and through gritted teeth, issued an eviction.
"Get out! Get out! I don’t want to see you."
"Sienna..."
"Get out!"
The words on Caleb’s lips were swallowed back by her shout.
Seeing Sienna in such heartbreak, his own heart ached immensely. He gradually stood up, speaking along with her words.
"Fine, I’m leaving! I’m leaving! Don’t be angry!"
As he reached the door, he paused, looking back at the person on the hospital bed, worried yet not daring to stay.
After much internal struggle, he could only say, "There aren’t any toiletries or changes of clothes for you here. I’ll bring them to you tomorrow. Rest well, and if you need anything or feel uncomfortable, remember to ring for the nurse."
Once Caleb left, the room turned quiet again, with only her faint sobbing.
Taking a deep breath, it took her a while to finally stop crying.
With tears flowing too much, her head throbbed with a dull ache.
Having wiped away the tears, she fell back onto the pillow, when suddenly there was a "ding" from the nightstand.
It was her phone.
Having not been used the whole day, it still had fifty-two percent battery left.
[June Ewing plans to forcibly make Vivian Nash have an abortion and will then formally sue her for intentional harm. After some awareness, Vivian Nash has abandoned Autumn Leigh and run off.]
