“I really don't understand what's going on in Harvey's mind. He doesn't care about the real you, but instead tries to please a fake one. Does he love you or not?” Claire asked in confusion.
I indeed felt a sense of familiarity as if there was a mountain mist between us when I first met Stephanie.
So, I sneered, “Who knows? Maybe the fake one is more gentle, considerate and understanding.”
Since I had a bad headache after that, Claire decided to take me home.
She was afraid that I would feel uncomfortable, so she drove very slowly throughout the journey.
“The divorce agreement has been drafted. When are you going to tell Harvey about it?” she asked in the middle of the journey.
I directly answered without thinking, “Maybe in the middle of the month. He will definitely come back to have dinner with his grandfather.”
In the middle of every month, we would return to the Collins Family’s old house without fail to have a simple meal with the elderly, so it was the perfect time to discuss it.
Divorce with Harvey was no small matter. So, I had to take advantage of the time to reserve all possible escape routes for myself.
Stephanie had been busy updating her Instagrams several times a day.