"Noah, we've always treated you like our own son. Cindy has been dedicated and hardworking for you. Don't forget where you came from!"
"If there are problems, let's sit down and talk them out properly. We promise we won't be biased, just don't keep bringing up divorce."
Although their eyes were filled with displeasure, they still suppressed their anger and tried to mediate patiently.
Cindy quickly rushed to my side, wiping the stains from my face while softly apologizing. "I'm sorry, Honey. I acted impulsively just now. If something's wrong, we can talk it through."
"From now on, I promise never to buy custard pie again. If there's anything else bothering you, just tell me. I'll fix it." She compromised as much as she could, trying to save the relationship.
My mother-in-law helped me pull out a chair, assuming I'd finally take the hint.
But I shoved Cindy aside, frowning. "Nothing to discuss. I just don't love you anymore. Seeing you makes me sick! It's like looking at a filthy rat; it makes me want to vomit."
Dead silence. The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.
No one expected me to go that far.
"Noah."