"Huh?"

"She wants a divorce? Since when?"

Celeste was completely taken aback.

She lifted a corner of the blanket to look out, trying to speak.

But all she saw was the man's retreating back.

Nathaniel's hand lingered on the door handle, and he paused briefly, catching a glimpse of her peeking out.

A heavy sigh was trapped in his chest. He wanted to say more, but her indifferent look forced him to hold back.

Caught between irritation and a tricky ...