Clayton’s expression shifted instantly, his fury bubbling over. He shoved Odessa aside, the force of his actions sending her stumbling.
“Irene, don’t misunderstand!” he shouted, his voice frantic.
“The woman just now, I have nothing to do with her!”
But his eyes narrowed, locking onto me and Matias and his anger flared even more.
“But you two… what is this? Why are you together?”
Before I could respond, Clayton’s fist shot out in a blur, aimed at Matias.
“You bastard! I’ve treated you like a brother for years, and this is how you repay me?“)
“You took advantage of my absence to hurt my wife!“}
Matias didn’t flinch. A quick sidestep had Clayton’s punch missing its mark. But in the blink of an eye, Matias’s fist connected with Clayton’s face, a brutal blow that left Clayton stunned.§
“How dare you speak like that?”
“Clayton, you’re out there with other women, thinking you can cover it up. Do you really think you can lie your way out of this?” “You’re the one who wronged Irene. If you don’t love her, then stop tormenting her. There are others who are ready to protect her!“}] Clayton stared at him, his face twisted in disbelief. “What… what did you just say?“}
He turned to me, his face turning ashen. “What are you telling her?!“} Veins popped into his forehead and I saw the storm brewing in his eyes.
www.
Clayton’s body was drenched in a cold sweat, but his
anger still burned through.)
او الله كي علي اله
“Irene, don’t listen to Matias. He’s only trying to steal you away from me. He has bad intentions!“}
I gave a light smile, squeezing Matias’s hand as Clayton’s face darkened with rage.
“I’m more than willing to go with him. That’s our business now, Clayton. It’s nothing to do with you.“.
The words seemed to hit him like a slap.}
Clayton’s face twisted in fury, his voice rising.
“Irene, have you no shame? You are still my wife!”
I met his gaze with a cold, unblinking stare. He seemed to falter, then softened his tone as he approached me, desperation seeping into
his words.
Irene, I don’t blame you. It’s Matias who seduced you. I’ll pretend nothing happened last night. Let’s go home. Come on, let’s
A bitter laugh escaped me as I stepped back, shaking off his hand.
“Clayton, we don’t have a home anymore.“}
I looked at him with a mixture of disdain and finality.
“You can take your mistress and do as you please. I don’t care.”
The finality in my voice was undeniable. “I’m not your wife anymore. We’re already divorced.”
go home…”
Clayton’s eyes widened in disbelief, his bruised face making him look almost funny in his shock. But the sting of my words didn’t seem to register.
“What did you say?” he whispered, his voice shaky but still full of defiance.
Clayton continued to stare at me, disbelief written all over his face.
“Are you joking, Irene? I was gone for only three days. When did we get divorced?”
Since he refused to believe me, I calmly showed him the divorce agreement.
“Three days ago. You signed it, then. It’s already final,”
Clayton’s lips curled into a sneer, his anger rising like a storm.
“Irene, stop messing around. I know you’ve been fooled by Matias. You’re trying to pull a fast one on me with a fake divorce agreement. This is just childish.”
“When did I ever sign anything like that?”
“And I don’t even remember signing anything like that…”
I cut him off before he could go any further.
I put it in the donation letter, Clayton. I warned you that once you signed it, the divorce would be final; no turning back.”
His face fell, and the smug grin wiped away in an instant.
The realization hit him like a cold slap. He grabbed my phone, reading the electronic divorce agreement carefully.
“No. This can’t be.”
Clayton collapsed to the floor, disbelief and anger swirling in his eyes.
“Irene, I truly cared for you. Why did you go to all this trouble to deceive me?”
His eyes
were bloodshot, a mix of hurt and fury.
“Truly cared for me?” I laughed, the sound bitter and sharp. ‘Is that how you show care? By checking on me every day while hiding another
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“I put it in the donation letter, Clayton. I warned you that once you signed it, the divorce would be final; no turning back.“>
His face fell, and the smug grin wiped away in an instant.
The realization hit him like a cold slap. He grabbed my phone, reading the electronic divorce agreement carefully.
“No. This can’t be.”
Clayton collapsed to the floor, disbelief and anger swirling in his eyes.
“Irene, I truly cared for you. Why did you go to all this trouble to deceive me?”
His eyes were bloodshot, a mix of hurt and fury.”
“Truly cared for me?” I laughed, the sound bitter and sharp. “Is that how you show care? By checking on me every day while hiding another
woman in your bed?”
