This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

December had just begun, and it was colder than ever before. Sonia Reed was lying on the sofa blankly, listening to the screams of her mother-in-law, Jean White, coming from downstairs.

twitched, and the hands that she’d used to rearrange the plates trembled once more.Jean couldn’t bear to look at Sonia’s fake grievances, so she snorted coldly and waved at her dismissively. “Don’t stand in front of me! You’re ruining my appetite. Get out of here!”Sonia, too, didn’t want to stay there any longer, so she walked upstairs and sat back onto the sofa.In the evening, a Maybach stopped at the door. Noticing that, Sonia immediately got up from the sofa and trotted to the balcony to look down.A slender man in a suit got out of the car. He had a handsome face and outstanding temperament—he looked even better than some of the celebrities on TV. The man seemed to notice that someone was looking at him, so he looked up to see