Divorce

"There is no breakup! Think of that time as a vacation of many years. I won't accept! There is no divorce!" Gael remarked each word with his jaw so tense, it seemed it was going to unhinge from its place.

"Stop!" the young Walsh placed both hands on the other's chest, that man didn't seem to understand what happened. "Sir you will embarrass yourself to that extent, it's time to stop..."

"There is no divorce!" he insisted, he cupped Walsh's cheeks cradling his face, no matter how it looks, that young woman is his only wife. There will be no more, he thought.

Alisha thought it was useless for Gael to insist so much on that.

It created a contradiction in his feelings, he humbled himself before until his face was red and his eyes were tearless, because now he wanted a marriage so badly. He gave in to them himself, he sent his mother, that witch who only creates entanglements and evil come from her lips.

"What are you playing at. Gael. It wasn't enough for you to harm me and create a trap