Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 137

Carlisle had been onewhelmed by the chans at home for the past couple of days. To escape the constant tension, he had spent his nights out at social gatherings and business

Tonight was no different. By the time he stumbled back home, it was already past midnight.

He made his way upstairs, slightly unsteady from the alcohol, and pushed open the bedroom door. To his surprise, Katrina was there Then, a taint smirk of disdain appeared on his face.

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tamoment, be froze.

Loosening his tie, Carlisle stepped into the room and looked condescendingly at her as he asked, “What’s this? Have you finally realized you were in the wrong and decided to move back to our bedroom?

Since the day Katrina had announced her desire for a divorce at the engagement party, she had moved into the guest room. Carlisle hadn’t paid it much mind. He assumed she would eventually swallow her pride and apologize

was, just as

et triumph, he walked over to her and turned his back, extending his arms in a clear gesture for her to help him out of his suit

said, his tone casual but dismissive. “But don’t think you can pull something like this again.”

owe her from our

shoulder, as if expecting her to be chastened. “If you can stop causing trouble, your position as Mrs. Zachman

She just stood there, silently watching the man she had shared a life with for so many years. She thought she had long since stopped caring–that nothing he said could

still stung. The bitterness of

known back then that his so called

turned cold, and her lingering affection

her voice calm

with his jacket, froze mid–motion. He turned to look at her sharply as if he hadn’t heard her correctly. “What did you just say?” Katrina met his gaze, her eyes unwavering “I said let’s get a divorce. If you feel so indebted to Shirley, I won’t stand in your way. I’ll set you free.”

wanted–it would have

her expression calm, but her words carried a tinality that