I had never seen him before. But I had heard Ryan speak with him on the phone twice. They seemed to have a life-and-death friendship, and Ryan trusted him andn.


    "Alright, do as you wish." I nodded thoughtfully. "We should go and get the divorce certificate the day after tomorrow. Please remember to arrange the


    time."


    His dark eyes flickered, and he gave a self-deprecating smile with a hint of bitterness. "Are you counting the days until you''re done with me?"


    "Something like that," I answered without hesitation.


    Ryan''s longshes cast shadows over his eyes, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line. "Fine, I''ll do as you say."


    "It''s not about doing as I say." I corrected him. "Ryan, this is something we''ve already agreed on. There''s no such thing as one side following the other."


    He looked at me quietly, and after a short pause, he sighed. "Was I always like this in front of you?"


    "Like what? Do you mean indifferent, perfunctory, or hypocritical?" I took a sip of coffee. "Don''t worry. I''m not being hypocritical with you."


    From the very beginning, I had envisioned a dignified conclusion. But now, the situation was far from the word "dignified."


    Ryan''s expression stiffened, and he stared at me nkly, hesitating. Eventually, he asked, "When did you stop wanting to like me at all?"


    I was taken aback.


    Memories began shing in my mind. They were messy and unbearable.


    I shook my head. "I don''t know. Maybe it was very early on? Perhaps it was when you lied to me on our wedding anniversary that I stopped wanting to like you." But I was unwilling to ept the past.


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    Ryan remained silent for a long time, so long that I thought he wouldn''t say anything more. Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "The day after tomorrow morning, we''ll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. i nodded. “This time, it won''t be a fake certificate, right?"


    "No," he spoke solemnly, looking at me with a lingering gaze. "Focus on your work, Mrs. Frost. You''ll be free soon.


    "I won''t have any reason or identity toe and pick you up anymore.


    At his words. I was momentarily stunned, as if I hadn''t heard him. I continued drawing with my pen without pausing.


    That evening, back at the Frost family''s residence, I identally dropped a cup again.


    It was strange.


    I rarely made such careless mistakes.


    Something shed through my mind. After calling a servant to clean up the broken pieces, I quickly went upstairs, grabbed my phone, and tried to find the live broadcast I had seen on Ryan''s phone earlier that afternoon.


    It was gone.


    There were no records avable online.


    Countless possibilities shed through my mind, making me feel uneasy all


    over.


    When I tried to call Megan again, I discovered that my phone had no signal.


    Not a single bar.


    The Wi-Fi was also down.


    I hurried downstairs to find Albert. "Why is there no inte or signal at home?"


    Albert avoided my gaze. "Mrs. Frost, we''ve just been notified that the nearby base station is down and is being repaired."