Juan came out of the bathroom still wet, drying his hair
He saw Zeline still sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him with a cold and sharp gaze.
"Juan, I want to talk to you." Zeline said in a low voice.
"Talk to Mischa, I'll listen." Juan said in a serious voice.
"If it turns out that I'm not pregnant, I ask you to immediately divorce me." Zeline said flatly.
"Why do you want a divorce?" Juan asked with a disappointed look.
"I can't marry a bad person who has trapped me to such a low point." Zeline said coldly without looking at Juan's face.
"I told you, didn't I set you up? But someone is trapping us!" Juan said with a serious face.
"I don't believe you!" Zeline said with a glint of anger in it.
"I'll prove it soon Mischa, just wait." Juan said suddenly feeling sick.
"I'll give it time until I make sure I'm pregnant or not." Zeline said, returning Juan's gaze with a gleam of hatred.
