Before I could say anything, Jeremiah walked up from behind with Elsa and Jack standing beside him.
At first, I intended to ignore them. After all, Eric was supposed to be in the hospital. He merely snuck out this time. I was worried about any nasty surprises, so it was a better idea to head back earlier.
Jeremiah took a step forward and stood in my way. He met my cold gaze and gritted his teeth. "Do you think you can just walk away?"
His gaze traveled between Eric, Levi, and me. There was rage in his eyes.
I looked at him nonchalantly. "Why can't I leave?"
I wagged the divorce certificate in front of him and asked, "Do you not know what the words on this piece of paper mean?"
Jeremiah scoffed. "Here I was, wondering why you were in such a hurry to divorce me. It turns out you've found yourself a new lover a long time ago."
Elsa heard what he said and decided to stir up some drama. "How could you do that, Jane? Jeremiah treats you like no one has ever done."
I turned around and faced Elsa. "Feel free to scoop him up if he's that excellent in your eyes. After all, we've divorced each other, and we're both single and available. You can get a marriage certificate with him as early as this afternoon."
Elsa's face turned red, and she glanced at Jeremiah subtly. However, he was too angry to care about her feelings now. His gaze was still traveling between the three of us.
After a brief moment, he asked in a mocking tone, "Who in the hell cuckolded me? Is it Eric, who has been helping you out all this while and who did everything he could to detain me in the police station? Or is it Levi, who came all the way back to the country just so he could partner up with you and set up your studio?"
Frowning, I sneered, "Not everyone is as rotten to the core as you are."
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