"Yimo... where are you? The phone hasn't been getting through these past few days."
Ye Shang's voice came through.
"I was away for a few days, just got back,"
Shu Yimo responded indifferently.
"Oh... your dad contacted me a few days ago, said he would be returning to Jiangcheng these couple of days and asked me to go through the formalities with him... Yimo, I... I really didn't want things to come to this..."
Ye Shang's voice sounded anxious and suppressed, "After all these years, I thought we could make it to the end, Yimo..."
As Shu Yimo listened, he slightly furrowed his brows, slowly sat down in the chair at his desk, and continued, "If dad insists, there's nothing I can do to stop it."
"I'm sorry, Yimo, for putting you in a difficult position. I just didn't know who else to talk to... The Ye Family has also spoken to me a lot, just hoping I would divorce your dad. But I truly can't let go... otherwise, I wouldn't have endured all these years..."
