Chapter 165
Kaleb furrowed his brows slightly, his face darkening a few shades. “This time is different from those previous instances of sneaking photos by borrowing a spot.”
“It doesn’t matter, I’d already gotten used to it.”
Kaleb let go of my hand; his breath was heavy. “Katrina, it’s true that your calmness and lack of crying and fussing are reassuring, but they are also annoying”
He finished speaking and got up from the sofa. “Since I hate her, why should we be trapped in this miserable marriage tormenting each other?*
I stood up, wiped away the tears from my eyes, and with a choked voice, I said firmly, “Kaleb, let’s get divorced.”
The words hung in the air; complete silence followed. The airflow felt suppressed, like an invisible net, trapping my heart and making me want to struggle. This silence made me anxious. But I’d really had enough. I was just an ordinary, simple, and hardworking girl. Who did I provoke? This kind of man, surrounded by women and constantly involved in scandalous affairs, was simply not worth my love. A marriage without passion or love–there’s nothing to expect. Regardless of whether I was a substitute for someone else, the faded love and broken heart died completely at the moment he cheated on Leyla.
I said firmly, word by word, “I really didn’t want to be with you anymore.”
Kaleb turned around and came in front of me; his slender fingers gently lifted my chin, locking eyes with me. His eyes were deep and unfathomable, glowing with heat, and his face, though somber, had a cold smile playing at the corners of his mouth. His voice was gentle, as soft as water, as he said, “Katrina, haven’t you already gotten used to it? Why can’t you handle it this time? Are you feeling sad or disgusted?”
My eyes were still filled with tears; without avoiding his gaze, I looked at him with watery eyes and said, “Disgusted.”
Kaleb sneered sarcastically, implying, “Indeed, it is quite disgusting. But you will never understand the excruciating torment of being in unbearable pain, the heart–wrenching agony; you only feel disgusted.”
