During this time, Amelia appeared by his side more frequently, and he never bothered to explain anything to me.
I felt like a transparent person, as if my husband and child belonged to someone else.
They had nothing to do with me. And I, Delia, was just a joke!!
Irvin's face darkened as he gritted his teeth, "You'd better think carefully; if you divorce, I won't give you custody of Michael."
He knew that for these past few years, my biggest worry had been Michael.
Now, he could only threaten me with that.
But unfortunately for him, his plan was flawed.
I glanced at Michael, who was nestled in Amelia's arms, crying so hard, and for the first time, I didn't feel guilt.
"Do as you wish; I don't want either you or Michael."
