Beyond the Divorce

Instead of chatting aimlessly with him here, I'd rather go straight to the design institute. I could meet Joyce there and discuss the wedding arrangements with her directly, and I could also see Hana. I hadn't seen her since my father was rescued. I also had to visit the Reese family and the little one at noon. It had been too long since I had last seen that child; I couldn't neglect them.

The Reese family had worked tirelessly to ensure my safety at the construction site, so of course I had to go see the child. Besides, I really missed the little guy.

I decided to leave immediately, which surprised Ryan. "Why are you leaving?"

"Do you have anything else to do? If we can't communicate, then there's no point wasting time." I looked at him unapologetically.

Ryan quickly stood up from his chair. "I really don't understand. Is this your wedding or mine? Why are you so nervous?"

"Thank goodness I didn't marry you. It wouldn't have lasted long." I glanced at him in disdain, grabbed my bag, and left.

I could hear him muttering behind me. "If you had married me, you wouldn't have this attitude!"

I rolled my eyes and silently cursed him in my heart. What a jerk! He was so stubborn!

office

institute." I responded to Carol's question while continuing to walk

to me. "Let me accompany you. I'll

about to refuse, but she quickly

I was about to say. It was true; I hadn't been in the office

lonely!" Carol complained. "I'll go wherever you go today. I'll also tell you all about the trivial things that happened. It

her

You still have to maintain our image, even when I'm not here. You're not a baby anymore. Oh, by the way,

waited for the elevator. I trusted Eleanor; it seemed like it had been a long time since I had last

work, but..." Carol

did you start speaking in half sentences like me?" I

causes trouble for her. She's like a wicked stepmother!" Carol's tone was filled with anger. "A wicked stepmother?" I

boss of Timberlux Flooring, don't you know her? Her name is Andrea," Carol explained to me