Upon hearing the bathroom door close, Adrian Quincy glanced over his shoulder, a proud smile gracing his lips.
Claire hadn't come to kick him out immediately, which meant her resolve was already wavering. He was very much looking forward to what she would say to him when she came out.
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When Claire Sinclair came out of her shower, she changed into a fresh set of clothes. She recalled the desperate things the Great Demon King Quincy had done to make her stay, and a wave of misery washed over her.
She didn't want to bring up the divorce again, but she couldn't overcome the block in her heart. It was like a thorn, lodged deep inside her.
'She was sure that someone like Nancy Lockwood wouldn't be the last person to say such things about her. If she were to hear those words again in the future, could she really act as if nothing had happened?'
She didn't know. She couldn't even imagine it.
