Stephan held my hand tightly, frowning slightly, "Natasha, don't you still believe me? I love you so much, if there is no other choice, how could I choose the path of fake divorce to save you!"
Stephan's eyes were red and I was imprinted in his dark pupils.
Before I opened my mouth, Lilian stood at the door with a suitcase.
"Uncle! I'm back!" she called out excitedly.
She was wearing a bright yellow dress, beautiful, young and energetic. Unlike me, boring and uninteresting.
As soon as she came in, she took Stephan's arm, "Uncle, I'm so tired from the flight."
Lilian pretended to glance at my red eyes and exclaimed, "Aunt, what's wrong with you?"
She pointed at the divorce agreement on the table and covered her mouth deliberately and shouted, "Ah? You want to divorce?"
Stephan frowned, bent down to put away the divorce agreement and touched her head lovingly. "Why are you back? Just arrived?"
The ordinary scene became dazzling in my eyes. The discussion about divorce was interrupted again and I went back to the room on the pretext of feeling uncomfortable. Leaving the two of them, they continued to play the uncle-nephew relationship.