His nonchalant attitude made Tessa Caldwell even more agitated, and she angrily drank, "If you don't let go, I'll be angry."
Faye's brow slightly twitched, and then he let her go.
They stared at each other, maintaining a distance as close as arm's length but as far as the ends of the earth. The clock's hand ticked forward second by second, the faint clicking sound overshadowing their breaths.
In the end, it was Tessa Caldwell who admitted defeat first,
Her legs were numb, and she shifted her body to sit by the bed, saying, "Faye, let's get a divorce."
Faye stared unblinkingly at the top of her head, lost in thought.
After a moment, he pinched his brow, thinking she had finally figured it out during this time.
"Going on like this is really not a solution, I think..."
Faye interrupted Tessa Caldwell, his expression serious, his eyes deep: "As for divorce, don't mention it again in the future. This time, I'll pretend I didn't hear it."
