Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 680
“Of course, my home is always open to you,” Sarah responded with a smile, her heart harboring contempt for Theodore. She
then departed with Ariana to her residence.
An hour later, Ariana found herself standing stiffly at the entrance of Sarah’s flat, scrutinizing the house number repeatedly.
This was, indeed, Sarah’s home.
But the neat and orderly residence she had left behind had morphed into a complete mess. Items were strewn haphazardly, the
couch was buried under a heap of dirty clothes, and discarded music scores littered the floor.
Unfazed by the disarray, Sarah navigated through the clutter, clearing a spot on the couch. “What are you waiting for? Come in
and have a seat. You shouldn’t remain standing for extended periods given your recent recovery.”
Only then did Ariana step inside. She gaped at the drastically altered room and blurted out, “Hasn’t Aziel been coming over to
help you tidy up recently?” ©
After Ariana finished speaking and entered the room, she couldn’t help but notice a peculiar change in Sarah’s appearance. Her
complexion turned as pale as a ghost, and dark circles hung like shadows beneath her eyes. The mere mention of Aziel seemed
to freeze her expression in time.
Ariana’s intuition instantly alerted her to something amiss, and she swiftly seized Sarah’s arm, demanding, “What happened?”
“Nothing, it’s just... It’s like that.” Sarah evaded the question, her response a jumble of words that failed to offer any clarity.
Clearly, she was withholding something crucial.

Could it be that Aziel hurt Sarah?
The very thought sent alarm bells ringing within Ariana’s mind, compelling her to hold Sarah’s gaze and persist until she got the
truth.
Unable to withstand Ariana’s relentless curiosity, Sarah finally let slip, “Aziel and I have broken up!”
As the words came forth, Sarah slumped onto the couch, her demeanor one of utter dejection. Gone was the carefree, happy-
go-lucky Sarah of yore.
Ariana, still perplexed, regarded her with a furrowed brow. “Why did you end things? When we last met, all seemed well. How did
the tides turn so abruptly?”
“Well... It’s how breakups go,” Sarah stammered, her voice growing faint and indistinct as if shrouded in mist.
“Did he do something that hurt you?” Ariana said, her brows wrinkled in suspicion.
“No!” Sarah spoke up for Aziel right away before realizing her tone was a little too anxious. Then, she lowered her voice and
feigned weakness as she replied, “Aziel has been really good to me.”
“Then how did you end here? Did you initiate the breakup? What did Aziel think of it? Would he honestly agree given that he
loves you so much?”
Ariana’s barrage of questions left Sarah struggling to keep up. Sarah clutched a pillow on the couch, her expression sullen, as
she attempted a nonchalant tone. “I suppose I initiated it. Since last eve, when I broached the topic of parting ways, Aziel has
remained silent.”

Ariana’s suspicion deepened, and she leaned in closer to Sarah. “And how did you propose this breakup?”
“A mere text.” Sarah sat up to make room for Ariana.
Ariana, assuming a grave countenance, extended her hand. “Can I see it?”