I immediately turned it off.
The car hadn’t driven far when Felix Shaw stopped it.
Felix Shaw got out, his face as dark as black as water.
“Sarah Grant, are you crazy?!”
He yanked me out of the car with such force that it felt like he was crushing my wrist.
“Who gave you the guts to spout nonsense at a press conference?”
I coldly stared at his furious face.
“Is there anything I said that isn’t true?”
He choked at my question, his rage growing even stronger.
“Don’t you realize how much harm this will cause others?”
“What if they dig up the airport surveillance footage and Claire Green gets dragged into it? She worked so hard to get into the Vienna Orchestra!”
He truly understood.
The pain in my heart suddenly spread, nearly slicing me apart. “Felix Shaw, you recognized her.”
Felix Shaw’s face was filled with unconcealed annoyance. “So what? She means something different to me, but I still married you.”
“Don’t forget, you asked for all of this.”
Yes, it was all my obsession.
Felix Shaw couldn’t even remember my face, so how could he remember the promise we made twenty years ago?
I wiped the tears from my face: “Felix Shaw, I regret this. Let’s divorce.”