"How is that my problem?"
"How can you be so cold-blooded?"
Looking at Lois, still putting on her little performance, I cut straight through her lies.
"Did you not notice the kid isn't home? I dropped him off at your mother's yesterday. You didn't see him?"
Lois's expression froze. "I didn't know how to explain things to my family, but my dad's health problems are real. He can't handle stress. That's why I didn't dare go home in the middle of the night."
She added with a hint of reproach, "You know his health is bad. How could you drop the child off there in the middle of the night?"
I stared at her. "Think before you speak. You're the one who cheated. Your affair is the reason I had to bring the child over in the first place. You're the one who caused your father's stress."
"What, did you think your father would be fine with it when you were cheating?"
"I didn't cheat." Lois cried harder. "You can't accuse me of something I didn't do."
"Whether it's a false accusation or not, you know the truth. You have three days to think it over. If you won't agree to a mutual divorce, I'll file a lawsuit."
"And pack your things today and get out. The sight of you makes me sick."