Chu He was holding a tray with breakfast on it. As soon as Gu Tianhao spoke, her pupils shrank, and her hand trembled, causing the tray to fall to the ground.
The delicate and expensive tableware made a harsh shattering sound as it broke into pieces on the floor.
The fragrant and nutritious breakfast inside the tableware was scattered all over the ground.
The mess on the floor mirrored the chaos in her heart. She stared at Gu Tianhao with wide, disbelieving eyes.
"Hus... husband... what... what did you just say?"
Gu Tianhao looked at the shocked Chu He and said clearly, word by word, "We are getting a divorce!"
Chu He was again shocked and at a loss when she heard Gu Tianhao repeat those words.
"Am I dreaming?" she asked incredulously, looking at Gu Tianhao. "I must be dreaming, it must be."
"Xiao He, you are not dreaming," Gu Tianhao said clearly, "We are getting a divorce."
