"Start the car!" then he ordered the driver.
It was not until Tracy sat down that she felt a pain on her head. She subconsciously reached out her hand to touch it, but tears kept rolling down. The collision was very serious just now. No wonder she felt dizzy and a big bump appeared.
Brody was sitting next to her, expressionless. Tracy angrily moved her body to keep a distance from him, and all her subtle movements were all caught by his peripheral vision. Looking at her pitiful appearance, his heart ached severely. Tracy sat in her seat sulkily, lowered her head and pressed her hand on the top of her head.
Brody couldn't help but pull her into his arms and checked her head with his big hand. There was a swollen bump on her head. He was a little regretful for his rashness. Tracy pushed him away angrily, got rid of his arms and sat back in her seat, without saying a word with a cold face.
Brody twitched his body, but he said nothing and did nothing.
On the way back home, neither of them spoke. After returning home, Tracy quickly went upstairs, ran to her bedroom and lay down on the bed. Brody followed her in. She lay flat on the bed, tightly grabbing the quilt on her chest with her hands, and her eyes were tightly closed. With a barely audible sigh, he said in a cold voice, "It doesn't matter. For the sake that you haven't slept for a few days, you are allowed to sleep for the last morning!"
After saying that coldly, he walked out of the room. Tracy suddenly opened her eyes and felt her short breath in the empty room.
Perhaps it was because she was too tired, pulling the quilt, she cried for a while and fell asleep. She slept for the whole afternoon. When she woke up, it was getting dark.
Tracy sat up and stretched herself comfortably. Then she got up with a smile and walked out of the room. The living room was a little dark. Sitting on the sofa, Brody was smoking. The cigarette was burning and was about to burn his fingers.
Tracy ordered herself to calm down and walked over slowly. She sat down next to him and complained, "I've slept all day. Why didn't you wake me up?"
Brody didn't come to his senses until he heard her voice. He lowered his head with an expressionless face. Tracy was stunned for a moment and said, "I mean, you can't move easily now that you couldn't even wake me up!"
Brody looked indifferent. He didn't answer, but looked at the coffee table. He stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, threw it into the ashtray, and pushed something on the table to her. Tracy looked it in astonishment, and then looked up at him...
She took a deep breath and held back her tears. "Why?"
Frowning, Brody lowered his head and looked at her seriously, "Do you want me to have two wives at the same time? I want to marry someone else. Do me a favor, okay?"
Tracy stared at him motionlessly, with tears spilling over her eyes and a look of despair on her face. After a long pause, Tracy picked up the pen on the table and quickly signed it. She pushed the divorce settlement to him, staring at him intently.
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