Chapter 4

After a moment, Andrew scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Really? Pulling the same stunt again?"

"Alright, I'm heading back now. Let's see what kind of drama you'll stir up this time," he said.

Half an hour later, Andrew finally got home. I handed him the divorce papers I'd prepared earlier.

But Andrew jerked his hand back, letting the papers fall to the floor.

"Nice touch. Looks almost real," he sneered.

He gave me a long, cold look. "I'm tired of these tricks."

"This time, I'm serious," I said.

He snorted with disdain.

"Claire, I know all your tricks. Playing…