Visiting hours were over.
Xia Tingxuan and Fang Yao had to leave, urged on by the police officer.
The iron door closed with a clang, dimming the light in the room.
Jiayi sat back on the bed, her gaze falling on her own copy of the divorce agreement. The ease she had shown in front of Mommy and Fang Yao instantly deflated.
Her delicate brows furrowed, and a wave of nausea swept over her again.
"Ugh…" Something surged from her stomach to her throat, and she quickly leaned over the toilet to vomit.
As she vomited, a coolness spread over her cheeks.
It even forced out her tears.
The liquid slid down her face, unstoppable.
The emotions she couldn't vent in front of the lawyer, Mommy, and Fang Yao finally burst out, uncontrollable under the strain of her retching.
That man, he really divorced her.
She had never wanted to marry him in the first place.
