Flavia looked back at her grandmother. "I just don't want you to regret and ultimately lose your beloved son." Flavia tried to change her grandmother's mind again. "Give me the letter. If within two months I still haven't conceived, then I will willingly hand it over to you. "But let me tell you again. Won't you change your mind? Because in the end, it won't just be me who's hurt by being forced to step back. But you and Uncle will also bear the consequences. "I don't want you and Uncle to end up hating each other. Uncle's heaven is at your feet, and I also want your blessing. But if it's done like this..." Flavia saw doubt in her grandmother's eyes, but it seemed Phoebe's whisper strengthened her resolve. Flavia smiled, taking a sheet of divorce papers. Meanwhile, the document containing her statement to give permission for Gladwin to marry Phoebe and make her his second wife remained untouched. She folded the paper and held it tightly. "Grandma, you don't need to worry. I won't

"Are you cooking something?" "I'm making grilled ribs. Would you like some?" "Of course, I would." Flavia followed her mother to the kitchen. The woman was now busy with the griddle and the marinated ribs. "How was your vacation?" Her mother asked without turning around. "Tiring," Flavia replied briefly. "Tired from sightseeing or..." "Let's not talk about it." Flavia returned with steamed vegetables, pouring them onto a plate. "I know, you're still newlyweds, must be in the honeymoon phase," teased Claire, which made Flavia frown in annoyance. The large grilled ribs were served with chili sauce and vegetables. They ate accompanied by conversation about Flavia's vacation. After the meal, Flavia invited her mother back to the sofa. She had to discuss her decision and find someone who would support it. Flavia began by recounting the agreement she had made with her mother-in-law. Who was none other than Cla

Gladwin opened the envelope containing the two sheets of paper with overwhelming anger. One of the papers he opened was a divorce petition with Flavia's signature at the bottom. Meanwhile, the second paper was a statement containing Flavia's agreement to make Phoebe his second wife. Unlike the first sheet, the second one had no signature from his wife at all. Furious, Gladwin crumpled both papers into shapeless forms and tossed them roughly. "Stay calm, Gladwin, stay calm," he muttered to himself. He tried to take a deep breath and exhale slowly. Control yourself because getting angry won't solve the problem, he muttered to himself again. "Flavia's love is only for you," Galdwin reminded himself. And didn't Flavia also say she would come back? Gladwin had to control himself. Control his anger even though what he wanted now was to go to his mother's house and scold the woman who had given birth to her

Even when Gladwin hastily married Flavia without notice, Abigail's father didn't get angry or criticize his decision. Because he knew Gladwin made decisions with careful consideration. Just like Claire and Antony's marriage. Abigail's father never criticized it even though Julie Hampton initially objected due to Antony's status and age. According to him, that was Claire's life. The happiness and sadness, Claire would enjoy them. Unless his siblings caused trouble and embarrassed the family, only then would Abigail's father intervene. And now, he was quite surprised to see his mother interfering too much in Gladwin's life. Abigail's father knew the reasons behind Julie's actions, but he didn't condone them. Whatever the reason, marriage was not something to be used as a bargaining tool. It wasn't a game where people could switch roles as they pleased. "I will never divorce Flavia, Brother. So you can relax," Gladwin repli

"Pizza?" Gladwin asked back, furrowing his brow, and Jonas nodded enthusiastically. Gladwin seemed to ponder for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Okay. I'll change clothes first. Wait for me in the parking lot," he ordered before walking away. Jonas nodded and went to the male nurse's changing room to freshen up. Just as he finished changing clothes, he heard his phone ringing, and Abigail's name appeared on the screen. Jonas finally knew the reason why Gladwin had been looking so gloomy recently. Eventually, Abigail told him everything. About Flavia leaving suddenly and Abigail asking for his help to watch over Gladwin because she was worried her uncle would go crazy. But other than being quiet, there was nothing strange about Gladwin. Except for today. "Is your surgery finished?" Abigail asked over the phone. "How is he doing today?" She asked without preamble. "We just finished. We're about