"I'll talk to her."
These words sounded ridiculous.
But the most absurd thing was thinking he would feel the same way as I did.
To think that he would even care about me.
"Mr. Waller, I haven't gained anything as your wife but have lost everything instead. I have nothing to lose now. So can you please let me go? I beg you."
Phoenix stood a meter away from me with a deep frown.
He stayed silent for a while.
Then, he responded, "I'm tired. Let's talk about it later."
He didn't leave but took out his laptop from his suitcase and began to work in the living room.
On the other hand, I stayed in the master bedroom.
I gazed out the window and recalled how I was never happy as his wife.
That night, I received a call from Matteo.
He asked me to return to Cannonwell Design, but I refuse
