As I looked at him, the man who once vowed to stand for truth and justice, now shielding the very woman who killed his own mother, I felt a deep, hollow sorrow.
But forget it. If that was the kind of son he wanted to be, what right did I have to interfere?
I took a deep breath and said slowly, each word clear and firm, “This marriage is over.”
Caleb’s face twisted in rage. He grabbed the divorce papers, tore them to shreds, and flung the pieces into the air.
Aria's POV
“So, you really want to divorce me, huh?” Caleb snapped. “Fine! I’ll give you what you want. But let me make this clear. If we divorce, I will write the agreement. I’ll make sure you lose everything and walk out of this marriage with nothing but shame. I’ll also make sure my mother sees what kind of daughter-in-law she adored, a vile woman who used her own mother’s death to scam money and file false lawsuits!”
Through the flurry of shredded papers still floating in the air, I caught his cold, vengeful eyes, and a small, satisfied smirk curling on Brielle’s lips.
Still, I didn’t say a word. I simply turned and walked out of the law firm.
Back home, I quietly started packing my things.