StarNovelChapter 656 Dillon nodded, started the car, and headed to the hospital. Inside, the car was wrapped in a deep, comfortable silence, both of them quietly embracing it. As they rolled to a stop at a red light, Caroline's voice cut through the stillness, "Maybe we should just break up." Those words felt like they'd been practiced a thousand times in their minds, as if both were waiting for the other to be the first to speak, making it easier on themselves not to seem heartless. Dillon wasn't taken aback. He cast a sideways glance at her, "Still think Drew's the one for you?" "This isn't about Drew." She knew Dillon had always misunderstood her friendship with Drew, but that was just a misconception. "He's even younger than you. Do you really think I'd go for him?" "If you liked older guys, why'd you cafterin the first place?" There was a touch of hurt in his voice. He was only a few years older, yet now it seemed like age had becthis massive divide between them. To an outsider, they might have seemed a decade or two apart. Caroline struggled to explain how age shouldn't be a barrier to love, but where was the passion? Dillon's passion for her seemed fleeting, almost non-existent. Besides the physical aspect, he was always so composed. She always felt that because she wasn't a young girl, he didn't see the need to woo her, to be attentive, or to spend every moment together. Their relationship seemed to operate on autopilot. Work all day, a brief interlude at night, like an unspoken understanding.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut he forgot she was a woman, with her own emotional needs. "Dillon, let's not point fingers about who started what. We both got into this hoping for something real, but it just didn't pan out. I didn't meet the perfect wife criteria, and you weren't the ideal husband. Splitting up seems like the best move, right?" Dillon looked at her, his expression layered with complexity. She wasn't wrong. Love isn't just a quick spark; without the willingness to ignite for each other, it would just lead to misery.
"So, is this it?" Caroline nodded gently, "If you're on board." Dillon gripped the wheel, taking a moment before nodding as if convincing himself, "I hope you find someone who truly gets you. I'll be rooting for you." She smiled softly. Their relationship had been marked by long absences. They could count their intimate moments on one hand. He was so busy, and there were stretches where she wouldn't see him for ages-once, it was six whole months. They'd becthe kind of friends who just liked each other's posts on social media.
They weren't young anymore, and holding onto unrealistic dreams of love was foolish. But a bland relationship wasn't what she wanted. Breaking up was a chance to give both of them freedom. For her, loving and experiencing was enough, without regrets.
"You too, find someone right and tie the knot." "I will." He chuckled, "I'll send you an invite."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"No thanks, I never go to an ex's wedding. That's a one wayexpense," Caroline laughed.
It felt like the lightest conversation they'd had in a long time. Whether it was a sense of release or a hint of Please a regret for what they'd lost, Dillon's gaze at Caroline held a tangle of emotions. The car carried on down the road. A quick turn and they were at the hospital.
Casper's injury wasn't as bad as it looked, probably because his thick riding gear had absorbed much of the blow. Still, he didn't look too comfortable. Eliza stayed by his side, watching the doctor clean and bandage his wounds, tears brimming in her eyes. He held her hand, ignoring his pain, and whispered soothingly, "It's just a scratch, don't worry."
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