Lawrence's eyes moved back and forth between us.
At last, he fixed his gaze on the hand Theo used to shield me.
He let out a cold laugh.
His voice dripped with mockery.
"Sierra, you left me just to find yourself a pretty boy like this?" he sneered.
I frowned, disgusted by his loose tongue.
"Lawrence, watch your words," I said coldly.
Theo lightly patted my shoulder, telling me not to get upset.
"I'm Sierra's doctor. I'm also her friend," he said calmly.
"As for you, since you're already divorced from her, what right do you have to question her?"
The word divorce struck Lawrence like a knife.
"I never agreed! I didn't sign those papers!" he snapped.
"Sierra, tell me yourself. Did you leave me because of him?" he demanded.
He looked like a stubborn child, refusing to let it go u
