"You've already beaten our son to the point of bruises just to get me back here. What wouldn't you do?" Gabriel replied.

"You!" Jane gnashed her teeth in disdain. "All right. That is what you think, so believe it then. But I will not agree to this divorce. Get over it."

"I told you, you'll agree soon enough," Gabriel repeated.

With that, he turned and walked out.

"Stop right there!" Jane took a step forward to block him, but suddenly my telephone rang.

I glanced at the screen to see that it was Pedro. My expression changed.

After a moment of hesitation, I answered, "Grandpa, what- What?! I'll come right...