I stared at Stanley and said, “I am not losing my mind. I really want to divorce you!” My eyes never left him as I said that.
And my words made his expression turn extremely ugly. At that moment, I could even feel the suppressed anger in Stanley, but my gaze still stayed fixed on the cross pendant around his neck.
Stanley didn’t know that ever since I was young, I had a special ability, I could see the spirits of the dead.
And right now, as I was staring at that cross pendant with Xenia's photo on it, she stood behind him and smiled at me.
Her smile was especially chilling and even her eyes seemed as if they wanted to swallow me whole.
At that moment, I couldn’t help but shiver.
“Selene, I know, it’s my fault. But Xenia passed away overseas; she had no family, so I had to help handle her funeral!”
Looking at me, Stanley suddenly changed his tone and pleaded, “Please stop making trouble, okay?”
“I promise you, from now on, I’ll listen to everything you say! As long as we don’t divorce, whatever you say goes!”
"From this moment on, the two of us will live a good life together as husband and wife!” Stanley's gaze at me was full of pleading.