Asking for divorce

At 8 p.m, Erland arrived in New York and went straight to his mansion. He entered the living room, glanced around at the deserted surroundings, feeling bored, and began comparing life here to life with Maelie.

'Surely being with Maelie would be better, especially since we'll have a baby,' he thought to himself.

"I thought you didn't want to come back today," said Tiffany, who came from another room.

Erland, turning to her, noticed her somewhat pale face with slightly disheveled hair, wearing only a dusty pink dress, whereas she usually dressed eccentrically and glamorously.

"I thought you weren't okay, so I came back immediately," he said.

"I thought you didn't care about me..." Tiffany smiled thinly, approaching Erland to help him take off his black leather jacket. "You didn't answer my calls since morning... So I thought you were angry or had something more fun there."

Erland immediately turned away and walked towards the dining room.

"I'm hungry, you should prepare food for me," he