I Am Dead To You Husband
But she said nothing.
Antonio just shrugged, didn't meet her gaze, only focused on Abuelo.
"Didn't she tell you?"
"Tell me what?" Abuelo snapped, his patience running thin.
"We are divorced, right, Emily?" He raised his brow.
Emily's lip twitched.
Abuelo's face scrunched. "What? When?"
Antonio smiled. "When? 'How' should have been the question. It's a question Emily is still asking herself."
Knowing who she was, he decided to play her games. Do anything in order to end this joke called a marriage.