Lilian gave him a soothing look.
I watched them and laughed coldly before standing up. In her smug gaze, I said clearly, "Apologize? In your dreams! No need for you to fire me. I quit!" With that, I left the meeting room in big strides while Lilian stared after me in disbelief.
Back in my office, I started packing. I saw the wedding photo of me and Lilian on my desk. This time, without hesitation, I threw it into the trash.
That's when Lilian barged into my office. She saw the photo in the trash and screamed, "Lucas, are you crazy? What are you doing!"
Even though the trash can was filled with junk, she didn't hesitate to reach in and pull the photo out, "How could you throw away our wedding photo!"
She kept yelling at me, "Why are you throwing a tantrum again? I just asked you to apologize to Barry! I told you he was just joking! And there's nothing going on between me and Barry …" she explained impatiently.
I ignored her and handed her two documents, "A resignation letter and a divorce agreement. Sign them, Lilian."
I gave her the papers I'd prepared earlier. Her words froze in her mouth.
She grabbed the papers from my hand and then slapped me across the face, "You want a divorce?"