Freya's POV
The courtroom debate phase began with my attorney presenting our case. Jasper Tristan's lawyer immediately launched into his counterarguments, showing absolutely no signs of the cooperation I had expected.
My lawyer leaned over and whispered urgently, "I thought you said the defendant would work with us? But look at this stance. They're arguing that your marriage isn't broken beyond repair. The judge might rule in his favor, forcing us into a second trial."
A second trial meant waiting months longer. I couldn't bear even one more day of this marriage.
Breaking courtroom protocol, I interrupted Jasper Tristan's lawyer mid-sentence. I raised my hand and stood up. "Your Honor, I'm feeling quite ill. May I request a brief recess?"
"You may have ten minutes. We'll reconvene afterward."
"Thank you, Your Honor."
As I walked past the defendant's table, I caught Jasper Tristan's eye. "Can you step outside for a moment?"
