In the past, Lilian always used divorce to threaten me. Because I loved her, I would panic every time she said it.
But not anymore, I looked at her and sneered coldly.
"Fine, let's get divorced!" I said and Lilian was stunned for a moment.
But right then, her phone rang. It was Barry.
Lilian immediately picked up the call, "Don't worry, our baby is fine. Why are you feeling guilty? It's not your fault."
"By the way, didn't you like that latest LV suit and watch? I'll buy them for you, okay? Don't cry, it's breaking my heart ..." Lilian was busy comforting Barry.
She didn't care at all about the divorce I had just brought up. She just kept comforting Barry and didn't spare me even a glance.
My hands and feet slowly turned cold. I closed my eyes and turned to leave the room.
Back in my office, I first asked my dad's lawyer to prepare a divorce agreement. Then I opened my computer to continue planning for upcoming surgeries.
Halfway through, a nurse came in and handed me a bag, "Dr. Kentwood, the dean ordered takeout for you. He said not to go hungry working overtime."
I froze when I saw the takeout, it was from a five-star hotel. I had always loved the food from that hotel.