A figure stood at the archway, a cigarette nonchalantly hanging from his lips. His mouth was twisted into a cunning, enigmatic smirk, belying his seemingly refined appearance. Framed by a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes harbored a wicked glint, revealing his true, sinister nature. This man was none other than Shaun.It seemed as though he had come with a purpose, seeking out Kisa. Spotting her from afar, he waved at her, beckoning her to approach.Kisa patted Gracie's back, urging her to find her calm, before walking toward Shaun. They were at the Hoover residence, a place where Shaun likely would not dare to engage in any underhanded schemes. As she approached, Shaun turned and walked inside, as if enticing her to follow him somewhere. Beyond the archway lay a stairway, which Shaun ascended. Most of the guests were in the foyer and front yard, their laughter and lively music creating a vibrant atmosphere. Kisa glanced upstairs, where Shaun had already vanished from sight. Furr

"Where the hell did that good-for-nothing disappear to?" grumbled a voice, frustration palpable. "He didn't greet the guests during the day, and now he is not even here to see them off. Can't even bother with his own daughter's one-month celebration! What can he possibly achieve in life?"Jacob chimed in, slamming his cane on the ground, seething. "That boy must be up to no good again, influenced by some troublemaker. Just wait until he gets back; I'll break his damn legs!"Gracie kept her eyes down, saying nothing. Chelsea approached and gently took Gracie's hand, her voice filled with concern. "Gracie, Kelvin's always been a wild one, but you're the only one who can rein him in. Please keep a closer eye on him – he's a grown man who still can't seem to act responsibly."Gracie pulled her hand away, muttering with resentment, "He has got his own hands and feet; no one can control him."Chelsea, taken aback, studied her closely, her worry intensifying. "Is there something going on

Gracie could not care less about his reaction. She had already salvaged the Hoover family's reputation, so all she had to do was wait and see how he responded.Scott and Chelsea were on edge, urgently prodding Kelvin. "Come on, tell us! Did Gracie actually bring up divorcing you or not?""Absolutely, I heard it with my own ears." Sara chimed in, her voice laced with anxiety as she shook Kelvin's arm.Annoyed, Kelvin pushed her away and declared. "No, Gracie and I vowed never to utter the word 'divorce.' There is no way she could have brought it up."Gracie's heart skipped a beat as she stole a glance at Kelvin, quickly averting her gaze.Fuming, Sara glared at Kelvin before turning to Gilbert. "You were in the backyard earlier too. You must have heard Gracie say she wanted to divorce Kelvin, right?"Gilbert's icy expression remained unchanged. "I didn't hear Gracie say anything like that.""Ah, so it is this woman stirring up trouble with baseless rumors? What a relief." Chelsea

Gracie strode in, ignoring Kelvin's presence as she set the bowl of steaming chicken soup on the desk with a deliberate thud.Kelvin's eyes flicked back and forth between her icy stare and the aromatic bowl of soup. He could not help but grumble."If you are not here for a heartfelt apology, don't even bother."Today had been nothing short of infuriating.'How could this woman so casually mention divorce and utter words like, "it doesn't matter whether I'm around or not"? What did she make of our love, our sacred union?'As Kelvin's frustration simmered beneath the surface, Gracie suddenly picked up the chicken soup and downed it in one go. His eyes widened in disbelief. 'Isn't that soup meant for me?'Gracie licked her lips, smirking at him. "Don't get it twisted. I'm not here to apologize. I'm just bored and needed a good book to read." With a flourish, she turned her attention to the bookshelf.Kelvin's rage reached a boiling point, his piercing gaze fixed on her with resentm

"Why did you suddenly stop, we were just...""Damn it! You've just given birth not long ago, what else could I do? If it wasn't for your health, do you think I would be able to hold back? And you still have the nerve to doubt me."Gracie's face blushed at his words, and she yelled, "You dare to try yelling at me again!""You still dare to doubt me? I've been putting you first, and all you do is doubt me. It's driving me insane." Kelvin retorted before storming into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.Gracie felt a mix of anger, embarrassment, and amusement. She buried her face in the blanket, letting out a muffled cry before getting up to nonchalantly enjoy her cheesecake.The crowd strolling by the river gradually dispersed. A cool breeze blew across the water, bringing a touch of chill. Gilbert removed his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders. The woman leaned quietly against him. At this moment, even without speaking or doing anything, he felt content, a sense o