On the other end of the phone, he remained silent for several seconds. When he spoke again, I could tell that he was trying hard to control his temper.
"Honey, I've been really busy lately. Don't play games with me at this critical moment. Listen, you and momo should go home obediently. Only then can I focus on my work."
I was about to say something when I heard the voice of the young girl on Harris's side.
She was acting coquettishly, asking him when he would finish the call.
If she exceeded her reservation time for the Black Pearl Restaurant tonight, she would be very angry.
Upon hearing this, I hung up the phone directly.
No matter how many times Harris called back, I couldn't be bothered to answer.
A day later, Harris's parents suddenly invited me, Harris, and momo to their place for a family dinner.
We rarely had contact with each other, so it was highly likely that Harris had informed them about our impending divorce.
I thought, after all, they were still elders, so there was no harm in going.
I wanted to confront Harris face to face and come to a resolution.
Harris's parents lived in the extravagant villa Harris had bought for them.