Back in Time: Unshackling From Love

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Mikayla quietly chuckled to herself.

She had walted eight years in her past life, only to receive a divorce certificate and the news of Jerome marrying Kylle.

How could Jerome possibly fall in love with her in just a few short days?

Wanda asked again, “Should Jerome recognize your admirable qualities and develop affection for you, would you still desire a divorce?”

Mikayla nodded affirmatively under the gaze of Wanda’s optimism. “Yes.”

No matter how events unfolded in this lifetime, she wished to sever all ties with Jerome. The bitterness of love had taken its toll, and she yearned to distance herself from him, eager to embark on a fresh start.

After leaving the hall of the old mansion, Mikayla saw Jerome sitting expressionlessly in

the car.

After all the

fuss about the divorce, they ultimately didn’t get to divorce.

Jerome must have surmised that this must have been a meticulously rehearsed performance between her and Wanda. Once Mikayla got into the car, she would inevitably face insults and questioning from Jerome.

With that thought in mind, Mikayla planned to ignore him and take a taxi.

“Get in the car!” Jerome ordered coldly.

“Thanks, but you’re not going my way,” Mikayla replied, equally cold.

She was annoyed that they didn’t manage to get the divorce settled. On top of that, she didn’t want to subject herself to Jerome’s temper.

“Mikayla, get in!” Jerome’s tone held a cautionary note.

shouting? If you have the guts, go ahead and file for divorce now!” Mikayla retorted with anger. This was the first

anger visibly intensified.

intentions, Mikayla observed Jerome exiting

react,

go of

head and bit down

release her.

commanded the driver.

took out her phone and pointed the camera at

expose you immediately if you dare to hit me!

if he heard something ridiculous and leaned in toward her.

of oppression. Her hand holding the phone instinctively

do you want?” Mikayla

nervous?” Jerome sneered,

markes.

hit you, it would

this, Mikayla regained her composure.

Jerome never laid a hand on

her.

someone who would

faint scent of cedar overwhelmed Mikayla, with Jerome close. Uncomfortable, she frowned and pushed

pushed backward and nearly hit

to being

a weakling with just one

Jerome choked.

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of him, nor had she ever uttered such

sarcastic remarks.

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