My Blind Wife Wants Divorce

s currently in. It was his second drink, but he already felt nauseous enough. Usually, he would spend the whole night before finally goi

e's

neglecting his wife's existence all this time? Ah, Leonel was certain that's why the image of a woman who liked the color red- he could clea

that's the only fe

rom his tone of voice, which was both disapproving and burdensome, Leon

wn without caring about the taste that greeted his tongue, only furrowing his brow as the liquid

d to talk about matters outside of the office and his personal life at home. And he t

d looked sharply at Kevin, the ba

relaxed over there. What do you think?" He didn't need too much approval from Leonel. Surely the man would follow him. And true to his

is grumbled in annoyance. His hands were folded across his chest after they both sat in a corner far from the other

rritably. He immediately leaned back on the sofa and clo

, I'm as old a

disapproval. "Has Debor

talk to your secretary? My God! I'm

He straightened his back. "What's wrong w

mportant client. If it weren't for the funds provided by the Hartono family to the law firm he managed, he pro

s was confident that in the future, the naughty boy would become a star in the Hartono family. His instinc

they had chosen was very good. He could clearly read all the words printed on the papers. He examine

send the original documents to the office tomorrow." But before he actually left Leonel

've been waiting, and finally... God has been kind." He smiled as wide as possible. "Didn't you

nel's shoulder again. "Go home before you get too drunk. I don'

ked in disbelief.

my regards to Mr. Robb

old man. I'll rememb

k on the soft sofa he was sitting on. He gently massaged his temples, hoping to alleviate the grow

y, he wanted to ask Chris for help in thwarting Chloe's sudden request for a divorce. But the woman he loved managed to make him think otherwise.

eonel planted a tender kiss on his lover's

l's undivided attention. Her wavy hair cascaded in large curls at the bottom, a bright mar

his brow. "Wha

orce your wife. She already gave you permission to marry me, right? A

ponse. "When she woke up from the

care abo

d the words excessively. "But I feel like I need to give her some time to recover at least. Her

ll be busy taking care of her. And what about me? I'm the one you love, Mas. Should I wait until she recov

ld Ivanka's waist tightly to prevent the woman from wa

y. Her eyes lit up

ugh sudden doubt fil

e so sweet

Deborah to reschedule the meetings and prepare the divorce draft for Chris." Another kiss, and this time it lasted longer. He softly savored the peach-colo

way

Especially since he read through each article stated in their divorce draft. He was the one who said he didn't want to divorce Chl

his wife's blindness. He could use it as a shield against his father. Nothing could stop him now. Yes, he should be happy. Not feel this suffocatin

ame appeared on the screen, causing him to furrow his brow. Lately

Peni?" he ask

r. Um...

idn't care if he almost stumbled and tripped ov

of the balcony. I'm