What a pathetic excuse.
He had answered his father's call right in front of me yesterday afternoon, hurried off, and never returned.
And now, his father's call had conveniently become his alibi.
My anger flared even hotter. The words left my lips as a bitter scoff. "You really don't need to make excuses. I honestly don't care where you went or who you were with."
"Moon, it's not an excuse. It's the truth..." Ferris grew visibly anxious, trying to pull me back as he desperately explained.
"Ferris, let's just get a divorce. The last application is void now, so I'll go file a new one tomorrow. In a month's time, no matter what happens, you are coming with me to get the divorce finalized." I refused to listen to his nonsense anymore.
Interrupting him again, I blurted out everything I had been holding back.
At that moment, the air in the underground parking garage plunged into dead silence.
Ferris fell utterly silent. He stared at me in shock, as if my words had physically struck him.
I didn't give him a chance to speak. I furiously shook off his hand and marched forward.
Divorce. It had to be divorce.
All those supposed misunderstandings, all that talk about putting on a show with Zoey Zeller—it was all just a bunch of lies!
Ferris had betrayed me a long time ago.
Or rather, he had always been a liar, just as manipulative as Yara Monroe! He had kept me in the dark, playing me for a fool, using me as his backup plan, a mere pawn in his twisted romantic games with someone else!
How could I be so stupid? I trusted him time and time again, letting him deceive me repeatedly. I hadn't even questioned a single word he said.

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