The tide of public opinion surged, spreading like wildfire. It was obvious someone was fanning the flames behind the scenes.
And just as the old butler had said, Keira wanted nothing less than to utterly destroy my name.
I told the old butler, "Leave the online gossip alone. If Keira and Keanu are so eager to destroy my name, then I'll give them exactly what they want."
"When a month has passed, once I've collected the divorce certificate from Keira, I'll make sure to settle the score with them."
Until then, I stayed at the Harington family's old residence, shutting out the noise of the outside world.
When the day came for us to collect the divorce certificate, I arrived at the City Hall and the first thing I saw was Keira, arm-in-arm with Keanu, their bodies leaning close, laughter spilling between them as if the world belonged to them alone.
They looked like a pair fresh from the registry, hands entwined, faces glowing with the kind of sweetness only new couples wore.
When Keira spotted me, her smile disappeared like a candle snuffed out. She regarded me with a cold, superior stare.
"Gael, enjoying life lately?" she asked, her tone mocking.