She even had the urge to try dating Harold.

However, after seeing he was still toying with her, all her thoughts about dating him had evaporated and were replaced by resentment.

With that, she threw her phone toward Harold.

Bewildered, he picked it up and glanced at the screen. Finally, he understood what was happening.

So, Isabella has already seen the news about the fake God of War. She definitely thinks that guy is the real God of War.

“Will you believe me if I tell you that guy is fake? He only wants to use my name to get money,” Harold asked in resignation.

Yet, he knew his reply would make Isabella mistake him for a despicable man.


Indeed, her expression was one of mistrust.

“Harold, I never realized you were so shameless. When your lies are exposed, you slandered that man by saying he is a fake. Let's go to the City Hall tomorrow after we return and get a divorce.”

As expected, Isabella became more disappointed upon hearing Harold's words and even wanted a divorce once they returned home.

Then, she shoved Harold out of the room to rid him of the chance to spew “nonsense” again.

Frustrated, Harold stood at the doorway and shouted at Isabella inside the room, “Give me some time. I'll prove to you that guy is a fake. I'm the real God of War.”

Isabella simply pulled the covers over her head to ignore him.

Feeling conflicted, she wondered why she wanted to ignore him. Is it because I saw news of the God of War making a comeback? Or maybe it's because I think Harold is someone who would stop at nothing to reach his goals? Or perhaps it was both.

In order to end this sham of a marriage before the weekend, she decided to return to Dellmoor the next day.

Early in the morning the next day, the two left Norham for Dellmoor after bidding goodbye to Samuel and Loraine.

As Isabella did not bring her ID card, she could not take the high-speed rail.

Thus, they had to take the bus back.

Along the way, Harold received a call from Pauline.
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