115: Whose Fault Then?

YVONNE —

"You are free to go, of course," he snapped. "Did I mandate you to stay with me by force?" he asked.

"Of course you did. You are treating me as your villain while avoiding the real villain, Sophia," I responded. "This is not fair, Conan. Why did you derive joy from seeing me cry?" I added, my voice trembling as I spoke.

"I can tolerate all sorts of behaviours and ill-treatment from any of you, be it you or Sophia, but I can never allow you to go away with my kids," he uttered. "If you really want them, then you should stay in the marriage and live with them—very simple!" he declared.

"No one is forcing you to stay in a marriage that doesn't sit well with you. You are free to leave, so you can live with your military spouse. After all, he would be back soon, as the war he had been fighting for over a decade may end anytime soon," he scoffed at me.

"Enough, Alpha Conan. I did everything for a reason, the same way you did your past decisions that failed you for a reason. Do