Chapter 8

In the evening, Caleb finally returned.

He didn't notice my discomfort, only looked down and explained,

"Work's been pretty hectic lately, lots of overtime."

"Are you busy with work, or with Aurora?" My gaze was mocking as I stared at his face.

Caleb seemed to exhale a sigh of relief. "I can't just abandon her. And you... you can't go back anyway. In this world, I'm your only family. Can't the three of us just... coexist?"

I choked back a silent sob, unable to speak for a moment. Then I finally managed, "Are you out of your mind? We're getting a divorce. I don't need your pity, or your responsibility. If you refuse to agree, I'll take you to court."

With that, I showed him the photos of him and Aurora entering and leaving the hotel last night.

Caleb looked at me, puzzled, as if he couldn't understand why I was doing this.

"If you're so determined to divorce, I'll leave you enough money to live comfortably. Think about it. We'll talk again tomorrow."

He turned and left again.

Now, I understood clearly.

Caleb had always been utterly shameless.

He believed I was utterly dependent on him, trapped in this world, which gave him the license to act with such blatant disregard for my feelings.

But...

I actually had one more chance.

I sat on the bed, deep in thought, gnawing at my fingers until they bled, a testament to the agonizing decision I was finally making.