"Indeed," said Jodelle with a complicated look in her eyes, "I can tell Julissa has put a lot of thought into keeping us from getting a divorce. But as the old saying goes, 'What is meant to be will always find a way; don't force what is not destined.' Our marriage has long become a name without substance."
"I thought he was waiting for me to initiate the divorce so I had a divorce agreement drafted. But the moment I presented it, he tore it apart."
"I thought I understood him well. But now, even I don't know what he's thinking,"
Jodelle twisted the beads in her hand, her eyes closed.
"Let's take it one step at a time. We can't miss this birthday banquet."
The fog in Cerillo's heart was immediately cleared. So everything Julissa had just said was true. Was she really just using Garvit?
Cerillo swallowed hard and started to stride toward the room where Julissa was. Julissa returned to her room, where her maid Sophia was packing.
