Miriam’s POV
I could not meet his gaze. It felt like I was having a stand off with a lion.
He said he was a mere carpenter but he gave off the vibes of a mafia lord no one would want to mess with.
“Well…I can't remember any of that.” I lied.
I remember it well. How I was going about saying I was getting divorced just because I had not heard from my husband for some days.
But it was not just my fault, he was also at fault for abandoning me.
“Oh..really?” He asked, taking a few steps closer while I took a few steps backward.
His gaze made me feel like a prey. And he would jump me any moment from now.
“Ye…yes.” I stuttered, still not meeting his eyes.
“Hmmmm…. interesting. Now tell me, do you want to get a divorce?” He whispered into my ears.
I was so lost in my thoughts I had no
