"I'll have our things and my child's belongings picked up from your house later. I'm just letting you know to avoid mistaking the one going there for a thief," I said while keeping my gaze fixed on my laptop. I don't want to see him.

I was surprised to find him in my office that morning. Pau didn't know what was going on, so she let him stay there.

"You don't need to do that, Natasha. Can we discuss this again?" He pleaded. His voice still sounded hoarse. It seemed like he was unwell.

I glanced at him. His nose was runny, and his eyes were red and puffy. He's...