Chapter 5

Williams, who was usually calm and composed, began to panic. He reached out to grab my hand, but I moved away.

Perhaps it never crossed his mind that I would refuse his touch one day; he was in disbelief.

His voice trembled slightly as he tried to suppress his anger.

“Christelle, have you really thought this through?

“If you divorce me, I’ll have custody of James, and you won’t see him ever again!”

I looked down but remained unbothered.

“Fine. Once Leia becomes his mother, he won’t want to see me anyway.”

To my surprise, James burst into tears and threw himself into my arms.

“No, mom. I just didn’t like how you were controlling me. I don’t want Miss Leia to be my mother.”

I hesitated for a long time. After all, he was my child. I gently wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

He cried in anguish in my embrace and clutched onto my sleeves tightly. He feared that if he let go, I would disappear.

It had been a long time since he last leaned on me. He had refused my touc