“Let me be clear. You’re not even in his league!”
“If you touch him today, it’s over between us!”
Hector’s gaze was filled with both challenge and contempt. I looked back at him with cold eyes, seemingly indifferent to the pain on my face.
“There’s no need to fight over it. If you want it, take it!”
Turning to Naomi, I said with icy calm before she could say anything more, “Let’s get a divorce.”
“What did you say?!”
Naomi’s eyes widened in disbelief, and the shock was evident on everyone’s faces.
Everyone knew how fortunate I was to be with Naomi.
She was the daughter of the Collins Group, while I was just an ordinary man.
I lost my father young and had only my mother to rely on.
My job and income were nothing special; besides my unyielding devotion to Naomi, I had nothing that set me apart.
Naomi, however, was a young, brilliant CEO, beautiful, talented, and wealthy.
To everyone, she was a shining star, and I was just dust.
Now, with Hector, who had clearly achieved great success abroad, I felt even more like an out-of-place fool.
“I’m saying we should get a divorce.”
“Today.”
Naomi’s anger flared. She shouted, “Luke!! This isn’t a joke!”
She raised her hand to slap me once more.