# Chapter 80: The Pills That Spilled a Secret
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 80 of "REMARRIED AFTER I SECRETLY DIVORCED THE CEO". This chapter is a quiet storm—a calm before the final farewell. Autumn is counting down her last hours in this house, and every moment is laden with tension, secrecy, and a bitter taste of relief. Let's dive in.
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Autumn touched her pale face lightly, her voice barely a whisper. "I'm fine. I'll go eat now."
She didn’t even have the energy to explain anymore. After today, she’d be leaving this house for good. She would likely never see these people again. There was no need to say anything. Once the banquet ended tomorrow, she’d walk out with her suitcase, free and clear. Just thinking about that moment brought an overwhelming sense of relief—a lightness she hadn’t felt in years.
After dinner, Autumn returned to her desk and picked up where she left off, writing straight through until after ten. Then, like every night, she headed downstairs with her cup to get some water, and reached for the bottle of pills hidden in her pocket.
But the front door creaked open, and the sound startled her. Her body jolted, and she accidentally flung the pill bottle from her hand. Pills scattered across the floor like tiny white lies.
Julian walked in right at that moment. He glanced at the mess and asked casually, almost too casually, "Not feeling well again?"
Autumn snapped back to reality. She gave a vague answer. "Yeah. Just the usual." She crouched down to pick up the pills, but her heart sank when she saw some of them soaked with mop water—ruined.
Julian changed his shoes and walked over, about to bend down and help her retrieve the bottle. Autumn’s heart skipped a beat. She snatched the bottle before he could reach it, not even closing the cap, and stuffed it into her pocket in a panic.
Julian watched her with narrowed eyes. He couldn’t shake the feeling that she was putting on a show. If she really had stomach pain, how could it always strike at just the right time? It never hurt earlier or later—only when he came home. Even Autumn probably wouldn’t believe it was a coincidence.
He cast her a flat glance and headed upstairs without saying another word, his face devoid of emotion.
Autumn watched his retreating figure and finally let out a breath. From the look on his face, he clearly thought she was faking again. But she didn’t care anymore. She walked over to the coffee table and tossed the calendar into the trash. Tomorrow was August first. Today marked the final day of her countdown.
Just thinking about the days ahead—free from cheaters and backstabbers—put her in a great mood. She pulled out the bottle of cancer medication. Most of it had spilled earlier. Now, there was barely any left. If Julian had even looked a little closer, he would’ve seen the label on the pill bottle, but he didn’t. He just assumed she was faking it. How typical.
That scumbag really was bad luck—he’d stressed her into sickness and now had scared her enough to spill most of her meds. Clearly, staying far away from toxic men and women was the smartest choice.
Back in her room, Autumn noticed the bathroom light was on, and soon after, the sound of running water came from inside. It had to be Julian in the shower. Since she tricked him into signing the divorce papers, this was the first time he’d showered here. Was he planning to spend the night? Just a moment ago, he was still forcing her to pay him back, even threatening to take her to court just to defend Sienna. And now he wanted to stay the night in this house?
As the water shut off, Autumn quietly packed her things, grabbed her laptop, and went to sleep in the guest room. She didn’t care whether Julian stayed or not. She knew she couldn’t change anyone’s mind, so all she could do was remove herself. The cooling-off period was almost over. She couldn’t afford any slip-ups right now. She was definitely leaving tomorrow.
Whether it was the medication or just sheer exhaustion, Autumn fell asleep quickly after settling into the guest room.
The next morning, she got up early and made herself a bowl of oatmeal. After finishing, she headed off to work. It was a busy day, and just before the end of her shift, Autumn printed out the draft she had backed up the night before. She planned to show it to Edwin and take the opportunity to ask a few questions that had been troubling her.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:**
This chapter is a masterclass in quiet devastation. The tension between Julian’s indifference and Autumn’s hidden suffering is palpable. Every glance, every word feels loaded. The pill bottle scene is heartbreaking—Julian sees only a performance, while we know it's a life-saving medication. Autumn’s relief at leaving is bittersweet; she’s escaping, but at what cost? The writing drags you into her loneliness and resolve. I give this chapter ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ a solid 4.7 stars out of 5.
**Next Chapter Prediction:**
Tomorrow is the banquet—and the final day of Autumn’s countdown. Will Julian finally notice the missing calendar? Will Edwin help her uncover the truth behind her illness? Something tells me that the explosive confrontation we've been waiting for is just around the corner. Get ready—the calm before the storm is about to break.
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