Chapter 37

The study was silent.

Lysander frowned, a realization dawning on him, "Is this about Giselle?"

He finally understood why Mila was suddenly pushing for a divorce. His eyes narrowed, and his expression turned increasingly disdainful and impatient.

"Mila, there's a limit to jealousy. Keep this up, and you can forget being Mrs. Montgomery. Take this and get out!"

With a flick of his wrist, Lysander tossed the divorce papers across the table, landing them right in front of Mila.

He knew how much Mila loved him and assumed this divorce talk was just another tactic of hers, driven by jealousy.

To him, it was nothing more than a ridiculous charade.

Mila gazed at the face she once found so captivating, now filled with only bitterness and a profound sense of futility.

It felt absurd, like talking to a brick wall.

Was their marriage in such disarray really just because of Giselle? Giselle was merely the spark; the explosives had long been planted.

papers, clutching them tightly, her face set and determined. "Lysander, I'm exhausted. I can't

just

the seriousness in Mila's tone

rang. It was Giselle calling. From her seat across the desk, Mila

could pick up, she slammed the divorce papers on the table and said, "Just sign this, and I'll be gone. Then you can have

paper suddenly

at the shredded divorce papers, scattered like snowflakes, as

cool off in your room. As Mrs. Montgomery,

"Get out!"

let go of the torn paper, her heart heavy with exhaustion though

anger, and said quietly, "You can rip up one set of divorce

left the room, slamming the door

the end of years of

...

after receiving a call

morning to an empty bedroom, it hardly affected

heard about the argument the next

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