A Bitter Diagnosis

Tristan looked at me, his lips curving up into a smirk.

I ignored him and said into the phone, “Alright, I got it. I’ll hang up now.”

After I ended the call, Tristan’s eyes were still on me while his face seemed to have become a few more shades darker. “What plans do you have in mind? Even Roland Thorne is involved?”

“I’m planning to...” Divorce you!

However, I stopped myself halfway when I rememb