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Be thought Noora wouldugh at her humor, but her crying grew louder.

“…”

“Hua… Young Miss, please… please don’t say something like that… Hua… How could you easily die? You won’t die young, alright. Stop wishing that happen…” Noora speaks between her sobs while wiping her tears every few seconds.

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“You… You… are so kind, young Miss. God will grant you longevity… You will live a hundred years,” She staring at Be in the eyes.

Be held back herughter, seeing Noora’sical expression.

Even though Noora’s figure is like a man — tall, with a broad chest and a huge, fierce face — her heart is very soft. She cries easily, like a spoiled child. But her tears only fell when something happened rted to Be.

However, despite Noora’s mncholic personality, she is kind and has cared for Be very well since childhood.

Be tapped Noora’s shoulder gently as if trying to coax a little girl to stop crying.

“Alright… Alright… I will reach 100 years old, just like you. But please stop crying, or the doctor wille here thinking I’m dead…” Be grinned.

Noora immediately nods while holding back her tears. She wiped the trace of tears on her cheeks while trying to smile at Be.

“Aunty, your beauty will run away from you if you cry like that.” Be once again humors her to make her forget her sadness.

“Is that bad!?”

“Hmm. That’s why you should not easily cry like that, Aunty…”

Noora rolls her eyes. Before she could say something, Be walked toward the sitting area in the corner.

“Ok. Let’s sit,” Be said, but she was distracted by the scenery outside the window. Her step halted as she stood by the window.

Be saw the sky slowly bright as the sun gradually appeared on the horizon. She imagined herself watching this sky from her new home, where she chose to live for the next several years — hiding from her miserable life in this country and her asshole ex-husband.

She had already chosen the ce but had to confirm whether the ce was avable for her to buy. She wanted to fly there immediately, leaving everything behind.

“Young Miss,” Noora’s voice pulls Be from her trance. Be looked at Noora, who now stood behind her.

“Hmm?”

“Why do you stay here if you are not sick?” No more tears falling from Noora’s eyes. Her expression looks calm, but the worried tone in her voice is clearly heard.

Be didn’t rush to answer her; she walked to the seating area and settled on the single sofa. When she saw Noora sitting opposite her, Be finally started telling Noora about her divorce from Tristan.

“Aunty, so much happened to me in just a day,” Be paused to take a deep breath and tried not to cry again. She had to appear tough in front of Noora. “Tristan and I have decided to end our marriage…”

Noora needs a few seconds to realize what Be is trying to say. When she realized it, her face instantly darkened.

“WHAT!? Ma-master Tristan, divorced you?” Noora’s voice trembled as her body suddenly shivered, too shocked by what Be had said.

“Oh,e on, Aunt Be… He’s not your Master. Stop calling him that.”

The shock was still clearly visible on Noora’s face. She looked into Be’s eyes for a moment before she said, “Please don’t say things like this easily, Miss. God might grant your wish if you say those taboo words!”

Be realized that no one who had heard this news would believe it, including Noora.

“Aunty, you are my trusted person. I will never lie to you about this one, and you are the first person to know about this; not even my grandpa or parents hear about it.”

Noora’s face slowly turned pale as paper when she saw Be’s seriousness. She cupped her trembling hands in herp before asking, “M-Miss Be, I.. believe you. What are your ns now?”

“Well, because I already signed the divorce paper, I shall move out of the house,” Be answered casually. There’s no more sadness left in her heart. She had already poured her sorrow and tears for Tristanst night.

Not only did she bury Tristan in the depths of her heart, but she also finished making a n for her new life path. She will fly to a ce where Tristan and his family can’t reach her — afraid they will look after her if they know she is actually pregnant.

Be will ensure that she has peace of mind to give birth to her baby and raise her child without interference from the Sinir family. She would never reveal to them about her child. Never!

“I have ns to move to another country. And, Auntie, I want you toe with me. Are you willing to follow me?”

Although Noora was surprised to hear Be n to move to another country, she immediately nodded, agreeing to follow her. She could feel the warmth in her heart, knowing that Be would not leave her to stay with the Sinir Family.

“Miss, you know my answer. Why bother to ask?” Noora smiles at Be.

Since she was a teen, Noora has already worked for Be’s Grandma. And when Be was born, she started to take care of her. She already thought of Be as her own niece, her only family.

Noora had no ce to go; she had no family, so she would follow whenever Be decided to go.

“Thank you, Aunty Noora,” Be feels relieved. “And there’s something I want to tell you—” Be paused when Noora raised her hand to stop her speaking.

“Wait, wait, Miss…” Noora panicked. “This is another shocking news!?” When she saw Be frown, Noora continued her words. “Ugh, Miss… If this news is the same as your divorce news, shall we discuss itter!? Please have mercy on my fragile heart… I can’t stand to hear another shocking news!”

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Noora was afraid she might end up in the emergency room.

Be was speechless.