Chapter 12 Divorce at City Hall

Lucian turned to look at Calista. "Because you're an idiot. Something's wrong up there, and you're blind."

"I—" Calista was so pissed that she started smiling. "Why should I waste time talking to a pig?"

She turned to open the car door, but Lucian grabbed her arm to stop her. A shadow crept across his handsome face.

Outside, Bryan got no response from inside the car and began to worry. The knocks on the window became more frequent and urgent. "Claude, are you alright?"

"Claude?" Lucian repeated. Something dangerous flashed in his eyes. "How sweet. We haven't gotten divorced, yet you're already eager to cheat on me. It seems like your taste in men has gotten worse," he said through gritted teeth.

Calista didn't bother explaining the misunderstanding that started because of that nickname. It wasn't that important anymore.

"You're right. I've always had bad taste in men. That's why I married you. Bryan and I are just co—friends. Stop thinking badly about others when you're on