Chapter 7

I loved those photos so much that I couldn’t stop posting them on my social media throughout the entire trip.

While I was enjoying myself, Sharon and Donald’s divorce case went to court.

On my way back, as soon as I got off the plane, I received a photo from a friend.

At the courthouse entrance, Donald stood there in designer clothes, a cigarette hanging from his lips, his expression arrogant, his gaze filled with menace.

Oscar stood in his way, trying to block his path, while Sharon lingered in the background, looking exhausted and terrified as if a single breath might cause her to collapse.

My friend commented, "You should’ve seen it in person. Donald was so overbearing. I heard he's been harassing Oscar’s law firm with phone calls, trying to get him fired, and even attempting to bribe him… Oscar's really in a bad spot right now."

I wasn’t particularly concerned.

But that night, a comment from Oscar appeared under one of my travel photos.

He asked, "Who took these pictures of you?"