Christian's POV
"You are done just now?" From her face, she is clearly excited.
"Yes mom."
Dad grubs, clapping his hands. The same waitress that had brought wine rushed in. "Take the tray with the glass out." He orders. She bows with respect.
"Okay, Your Majesty." She bends to carry them and takes them away. Mom exhales heavily, assessing my face to see if it will be receptive to what she has to say but there is nothing to judge from it in terms of the negative, a camouflage so she speaks out but if it falls under what I have decided to kick against, I'll still do.
"So Christian, we have decided to take one bold step towards achieving your dreams. I thought that it would be good if we listened to your complaints and reason with you. Ashina can no longer be your wife."
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