Chapter 12 We Shall Divorce

"A stunt?" Cressida repeated before letting out a laugh. "Luther, do you really think the whole world revolves around you? "When I was in love with you, you told me to get lost. Now that I no longer love you, you think I'm playing a trick on you?" Cressida used the edge of the bed as support and slowly propped herself up. "Those three words already mean nothing to me. All I want is a divorce, so I can spend time with Grandma and enjoy a peaceful life." Although Cressida had spoken rather calmly, a surge of inexplicable fury grew within Luther. He stepped forward and looked down at her condescendingly, blurting out, "Those words mean nothing? Is that because you've found your next man? If I'm not wrong, it must be the doctor earlier, right?" Cressida looked up and met his suspicious gaze. She couldn't even be bothered to laugh at his remark. "So what if he is?" Cressida shot back, and his breath hitched. "You couldn't wait to bring Natasha home. You fervently wished you could s