"Daniel, if you divorce Natalie because of me, I'll never forgive myself!" Natasha gazed at Daniel, her face etched with remorse, her eyes filled with unease and guilt.
"Can we go back? I'll go apologize to Natalie!" Natasha tightly held onto Daniel's arm, her voice carrying a hint of pleading.
"It's fine, we were going to divorce sooner or later anyway. I've had my fill of staying with the Clarks, time to return to my own home!" Daniel's expression was calm, his tone resolute. Then, he took Natasha back to his former residence.
This was the marital home he once shared with Natalie. Since it hadn't been occupied for a long time, the room was filled with a musty smell, a layer of dust covered every surface, the windows had a thick layer of grime, making the sunlight that filtered through
