“Vera, let’s divorce, Carlos Monroe said. It was the first time Carlos stepped into the antic after marriage. Vera Monroe’s hands shook with excitement as she held the cup of coffee Carlos’s words caused the scalding coffee to splash onto her hands, which were severely swollen due to pregnancy. Her hands turned red. Vera seemed not to feel the pain. She humbly greeted, “Mr. Monroe, your coffer” Carlos’s pupils contracted. He glanced at her hands before looking at her belly. He continued in a low and icy voice. “Averie is back. You shouldn’t be living here anymore”
