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I took my ring and casually tossed it onto the table.Joanne furrowed her brow and stared blankly for several seconds before adopting an exasperated expression.“Liam Seymour, can’t you act a little more mature?“I’m cooperating with the media to handle food safety investigations. Procedurally, there’s no issue.“You know full well what the situation is like in the disaster area. With tens of thousands of lives at stake, I have to minimize the risk as much as possible.”When she said that before, it used to sound reassuring. Hearing it again at this moment felt as cold as a scalpel cutting through bone.Before the emergency rations were incinerated, I handed her the quality inspection report.She did not even glance at it. She looked down, tapped her phone, and then spoke one word into the walkie-talkie. She said, “Proceed.”Kevin wore that “I’m here to mediate” look of discomfort.“Mr. Seymour, this is my fault.”He kept his tone controlled, filled with guilt and self-critic

I jumped to my feet while digging my fingers into the corner of the table.“I’ve opened four boxes! All four taste exactly the same! Is this supposed to be food for humans?“There are over thirty of us here, and we’ve only had two hardtack biscuits since noon yesterday. We saved our appetites for this hot meal, and this is what we get!”“Liam, do you have any idea what the temperature is like in the disaster area right now? It’s 98 degrees Fahrenheit. “The mud’s up to our knees, Louis’ leg wound has already started to fester, and we still have to wade through the water to deliver supplies!”His voice cracked. He took a couple of ragged breaths before continuing.He said, “That guy in charge of supply distribution didn’t say a thing. He just said, ‘It’s an emergency purchase. If there’s a problem, take it up with the higher-ups.’“Take it to the higher-ups? Where are the higher-ups? I’ve made over a dozen calls, and no one’s picking up!“Your wife used to feel so bad for you wo

Joanne’s gaze was fixed intently on the divorce agreement.Her face first stiffened. Then, a look of offense mixed with anger flashed across it.“Liam, do you really think that by using divorce to pressure me at a time like this, I’ll just go along with it and help you get that notice rescinded just to keep the peace?“You’ve really let me down. To evade responsibility, you’re even using our marriage as a bargaining chip.”I looked at her face, which was slightly contorted with anger. Then, I suddenly found it somewhat absurd.30,000 life-saving emergency meals had been reduced to ashes by a single remark from her. Tens of thousands of people in the disaster area were eating smelly, undercooked rice, yet she thought I cared more about that 100,000-dollar fine.“I’ve signed it,” I repeated calmly.“You don’t need to have the penalty notice rescinded, and you don’t need to force yourself to live with someone like me.“Take the agreement. See you tomorrow at court.”The corner

“Liam Seymour, are you out of your mind?!”Joanne suddenly jumped to her feet from the front row. Her face was as dark as a thundercloud.She rushed into the aisle and spread her arms wide to block my path.“Do you have any idea what kind of occasion this is? This is an awards ceremony, broadcast live across the entire internet!”She lowered her voice and growled at me through gritted teeth.“If you’re resentful toward me, you can cause a scene at home, but you can’t come here and act like this! Have you no shame left?”I looked at my wife who was standing before me.To protect another man, she was baring her teeth at her own husband like a lioness.I stared at her coldly. “Ms. Shea, I didn’t come here today to cause trouble. I came to file a police report.”“What kind of report are you filing? As a lawbreaker who counterfeits and sells fake goods, what right do you have to spout such nonsense here?”Having regained his composure on stage, Kevin immediately began to steer the

The uniform that used to be pressed to perfection was gone. It was replaced by a cheap, worn trench coat.Her hair was soaked through by the rain. Strands clung to her pale face.When she saw me come out, Joanne’s eyes lit up. She staggered toward me but stopped two steps away.“Liam…”I opened my long-handled black umbrella and stared at her coldly, as I stayed silent.“Today… I went to the hospital in the disaster area.”She was trembling all over. Rainwater flowed and dripped down her chin.“I saw those children suffering from food poisoning. There was a little girl who had diarrhea so severe she was dehydrated. She kept asking her mother, ‘Why is the food the adults brought so sour?’”She covered her face with her hands. “Liam, I was wrong… I was really wrong.“I was deceived by Kevin. I didn’t know he’d been using me all along. I didn’t know he was so evil…”“Are you done?”The shadow cast by the umbrella hid the mockery in my eyes.Joanne looked up. Her face was drenc