# Chapter 25: The Silent Distance Between Two Hearts
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 25 of "Remarried After I Secretly Divorced The CEO" — a chapter that pulls at the heartstrings with its quiet tension and unspoken sorrow.
The afternoon sun was warm and lazy when Ethan's call broke the stillness. His voice carried a hint of apology as he said, "I'm really sorry to bother you while you're still resting."
But Autumn, ever the professional, answered calmly, "It's alright. I've rested enough. Go ahead."
What followed was a masterclass in composure. As Ethan laid out the work problem, Autumn listened with patient attention, then dissected the issue with razor-sharp clarity. She outlined several possible solutions, each one thoughtful and precise. On the other end of the line, Ethan suddenly saw the light and let out a warm chuckle.
"Autumn, I knew it. With you around, we can always count on getting things resolved. I can't wait for you to come back. You'll save us so much time — maybe we won't have to keep working overtime."
Autumn's voice was soft but genuine. "I'm looking forward to it too."
Time slipped away like sand through fingers. By the time they hung up, it was already past four. Without realizing it, they had talked about work for over an hour. Autumn opened her laptop, and her eyes swept over the inbox — three days of unread emails stared back at her. She didn't rush. She read each one carefully, replied thoughtfully, and made comments and notes wherever necessary. Every email received her full attention, every detail was adjusted with care.
This was Autumn — diligent, dedicated, and quietly brilliant.
By the time she closed her laptop, the sky outside had turned completely dark. A glance at the clock showed 7:30 p.m. She stretched, picked up her cup, and made her way downstairs.
Zoe, ever observant, spotted her coming down and brought over a bowl of warm oatmeal. "Ma'am, since you didn't have much appetite this afternoon, I made you another bowl. Eat it while it's hot."
Autumn thanked her, took the bowl, and sat at the dining table, slowly sipping the warm, comforting porridge.
Then the front door opened.
Julian walked in, wearing a gray suit, his features clouded with fatigue. When he saw Autumn at home, his face showed no reaction — as if she were just another piece of furniture. Zoe hurried over to take his briefcase and said softly, "Sir, Mrs. Carter just came home this morning. She didn't have much appetite, so I made her some oatmeal."
"Mm," Julian replied without interest, his voice flat and distant.
Zoe returned to the kitchen and brought out the dishes. The table was filled with delicious food, but Autumn had no appetite. She barely took a few bites before standing up to clear the table. Julian's expression darkened. When they crossed paths at the doorway, he brushed past her without a word, heading straight to the dining table. He didn't spare her a single glance.
And Autumn did the same.
They might as well have been strangers living under the same roof.
Autumn picked up her bowl of oatmeal and walked toward the kitchen. Zoe came over and saw the nearly untouched bowl. Worry creased her face. "Ma'am, are you feeling unwell? You barely ate anything."
Autumn shook her head. "I'm fine. It's just been so hot lately. I don't have much of an appetite."
Zoe still looked uneasy. "Ma'am, you've been eating so little lately. Is your stomach acting up again? Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?"
"There's no need. I'm not feeling sick anywhere, just haven't had an appetite," Autumn replied after a slight pause, then shook her head.
Even an outsider like Zoe could tell something was wrong with her digestion. But Julian acted like he was blind to it all. Autumn's heart ached as she suddenly recalled how, long ago, whenever she had a stomachache, Julian used to panic and coax her into taking her medicine. He would hold her close, whisper soothing words, and make sure she was comfortable.
But things were different now.
Julian's heart was no longer with her.
All she could do now was give him the divorce and set them free. Maybe Julian had been waiting to get rid of the burden she'd become.
Zoe paused to think, then her eyes lit up with a sudden idea. "Ma'am, I've heard that some women lose their appetite in early pregnancy. Could it be that you're expecting?"
Autumn was briefly stunned. She hadn't expected Zoe to jump to that conclusion. Seeing that Autumn didn't respond, Zoe assumed she might not be sure either and added, "Ma'am, why don't you buy a few pregnancy tests and check, just in case?"
Autumn shook her head and waved her hand. "No need. I know my own body."
But did she really? The question hung in the air like an unspoken truth.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:**
Oh, this chapter left me with such a heavy heart. The contrast between Autumn's professional competence and her personal emptiness is heartbreaking. She can solve any work problem, but she can't fix her marriage. The cold distance between her and Julian is suffocating — they share a home but not a life. And that final hint about pregnancy? My heart is racing! Is it possible? Or is it just another cruel twist of fate? I'm giving this chapter ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars. It's beautifully written but emotionally devastating.
**Next Chapter Prediction:**
I have a feeling that Autumn might actually take that pregnancy test — or something will force her to confront the possibility. And Julian... maybe he'll finally notice something is wrong, or maybe he'll continue to be blind until it's too late. The tension is building, and I'm bracing myself for a storm.
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