I was convinced those were the happiest days of my life; seeing her made my world complete. Yet, fate delighted in its cruel twists. When her first lover came back, all of it shattered into pieces, stripping away my joyous moment in the blink of an eye.
When I regained my composure, I stated firmly, “Let’s get a divorce.”
Celeste’s eyes flared with frustration as she snapped, “Not this again, trying to force my hand!”
She sighed heavily and pushed her hair back in irritation. “We’re talking about Conan’s education right now, not about us or this divorce. Let’s keep our focus where it belongs.”
“Whether he gets in or not, why should I care? If he means so much to you, then agree with the divorce. I can make sure you two stay together,” I shot back, seeing no other way to clear the confusion clouding my mind.
Fed up, I continued, “If you don’t agree to the divorce, I can promise you won’t achieve a thing.”
“Celeste,” I said with a steely edge, “you know how I am. When I say something, I will do it without hesitation.”
“You’re out of your mind!” Celeste screamed at the top of her lungs.
Without wasting another moment, she turned on her heel and rushed after the private school teacher who had already exited.
As Celeste hurried away, Noah approached me, his face a mask of fury. “Oliver, do you really want to sabotage my son’s future? Does that make you happy?”
“Absolutely,” I shot back, smirking. “I’d be much happier if it did.”
His anger shook like a leaf as he glared at me. However, he quickly composed himself and said, “Do you really think this will help you win Celeste back? Dream on!”
With a smirk, he added, “As a man, I can only feel sorry for you. You can’t even manage your own wife and keep coming to me for answers. If I were in your shoes, I would have ended my life.”
