“I finally persuaded him to go out for a little trip, just to stop him from taking his own life. And now he saw your comment, and his emotions are spiraling again.”
“You’re cruel, Ethan. If Ryan does something reckless because of your slander, I’ll never forgive you.”
I let out a bitter laugh.
She hadn’t even given me a chance to speak before condemning me as guilty.
On our wedding anniversary, after disappearing for a week, Claire finally showed up.
“Ethan, this watch was specially handcrafted by an artisan in the United States. It’s a limited edition,” she said, presenting an elegant luxury gift box with eager anticipation.
The style was unmistakably one Ryan loved—he had begged her for similar watches countless times before.
I didn’t reach for it. Claire’s face darkened with displeasure.
“I know you’re upset that I neglected you. Tonight, I’ll make it up to you. Don’t stay angry, alright?”
I narrowed my eyes at her expression and shook my head.
“Claire, let’s let each other go.”
“If you refuse to divorce, that’s fine. After two years of separation, I’ll take it to court.”
Her face finally twisted in frustration.