The harsher the words, the deeper the affection.

"Lyra Smith finally pushed Morris Jackson away, her face cold, "If you don't agree to divorce now, I'll move abroad. According to the law, after living separately for two years, I can go to court and file for a divorce. By then, it can be done directly."

"Lyra..." Morris Jackson had deep sorrow in his eyes.

Kaitlyn Lan couldn't stand hearing it anymore, she said, "I'll leave you two to talk it through. There's nothing that can't be resolved by talking."

With that, Kaitlyn Lan left the room first.

She kindly closed the door behind her.

Outside the door.

Kaitlyn Lan didn't leave, but rather stood by the door, secretly listening to the conversation inside.

Initially, there was no sound.

Immediately after, she heard her daughter's ruthless and indifferent screaming, "A child? The child is still in my belly and it has nothing to do with you! Let's just get the divorce! Don't pester me anymore!"