"I want to go home. I don't want to be here. This place is hell. I want to leave." Skylar tightened her hold on Mrs. Alisa. "I don't want to be with Louis anymore. I do not want to be married to him. I want a divorce."
Louis was waiting for Skylar to come to have dinner. He checked his time repeatedly but she didn't show up.
"Even after asking Mrs. Alisa to call her, she still didn't come?" Louis thought. "Could something be wrong with her? Was I too rough with her earlier?"
Louis's heart skipped a beat at the thought. He stood up from the dining table to go check on her.
The door was slightly open so he went in without hassle. He found her on the floor crying in Mrs. Alisa's bosom.
He felt bad seeing her that way and he felt the urge to console her. However, the feeling d
