A Lifetime Contract

Epilogue

Candice was relieved being back to her old self. With her just-got-up-from bed hair style, her scarlet red lips, her skin tight, skimpy dress with her sky high heels, and Candice felt secured once again. She has always believed that covering herself with a strong image covers her weak heart. She promised herself that she’d only take her luggage and herself to Paris, leaving behind all her memories and emotions for the only man she ever loved.

She confidently strutted on the airport ground and when someone called her, “Candice O’Pry!”

What the heck!? Who would dare call me by that name when the whole world already knows that my marriage is a failure?

She turned around to look for the source of the mockery just to find out it was Sean, with his usual poker face and cold demeanor.

“S-Se... Sea... Mr. O’Pry,” Candice took a mental note to give herself a good beating for always being like this in front of Sean. “Mr. O’Pry, what are you doing here? Did I forget something?”

“You forgot this,” Sean held Candice’s trembling hand and opened her palm. He placed a red box on top it.

Candice opened the box and was disappointed to see that the cake she baked was only half-eaten, “It doesn’t taste good, doesn’t it?” She smiled embarrassingly as she scratched her head with her index finger.

Sean raised his eyebrow and gave Candice a piercing look, “Why don’t you eat it so you would know?”

Candice obeyed. She peeled off the foil from the remaining chocolate cake and took a small bite. The cake was not only soft and moist; there was also a good balance of sweetness and bitterness on it. Judging by her taste, there was nothing wrong with it. But knowing Sean, he wouldn’t come all the way here just to give her the cake and not complain about it so Candice put the rest in her mouth. She had her taste buds working, trying to find what was wrong with the cake, until there it was, something hard against her teeth. She haven’t finished chewing yet when she told Sean, “Mr. O’Pry, I’m sworry if I didn’t sift thwe cocoaw powder well. Dwid you chew a bwig one?” Candice realized that the big bit of cocoa powder she was talking about is beyond what her teeth can manage so she ungracefully spit it out on her palm.

In spite of the chocolate bits and other particles covering its glimmer, it was the most beautiful diamond ring she had ever seen in her entire life. She cleaned the ring with the fold of her dress and handed it to Sean, “Mr. O’Pry, this must be yours, for Sarah.”

Sean smiled and knelt down in front of Candice. “Stupid! It’s for you. Do you know how difficult it is for me to put it there!?” He reached out for Candice’s hand and said, “Will you, Candice O’Pry, let me woo and love you from now until forever?”

“Sean, have you forgotten that I’ve already signed our divorce paper? You’re in no way obligated to do this.”

Sean gave her the crumpled divorce paper from his pocket. Candice studied it and it was the same as it was before she left… with her signature but none of his.

“You broke the deal! You even left without finishing the last day of our year together,” Sean argued as his knee started shaking.

Candice was speechless and so does her tears.

“Mrs. Candice O’Pry! Are you giving me a chance or not?! My knee is hurting me already!”

Candice wrapped her arms around Sean’s neck and whispered to him, “Sean, you know I’d say yes. You know that I’m so easy when it comes to you!”