During the one-month cooling-off period for the divorce, Alexander still didn’t believe I was serious about it.

He thought it was just a new stunt of mine.

“Josephine, I admit I overstepped this time. You don’t need to keep up the act. Just come home, and I’ll forget everything you said about divorce.”

I frowned at him.

George rolled down the car window, irritated.

“Dad, if Mom wants to act out, just leave her alone!

“Hurry up, I’ve got a meeting with Aunty Olivia, and I’m going to be late!”

Hearing this, I felt no emotion, merely smiled as I urged Alexander.

“Did you hear that, Mr. Lee? The sooner...